That what lies across the woods
That what gives black to the moon
Makes the pain crawl Inside my skin
I hold my breath and look for you

In midst of these rotten waters
You can not be here, it's dead
You are across the woods
Making the moon sad

It comes to me
Watching me alone
Killing the hills silently
This hazel night of dreams

I lie here under our shadow
And wait for morning
When I'd die of thirst
In the ocean of your love.

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