| [00:14.01] |
. |
| [00:23.88] |
A darker forest paints |
| [00:27.94] |
With blood in the sun sliding down its trees |
| [00:34.32] |
And casts in relief the colors we have seen |
| [00:42.82] |
And all the storms that we had been |
| [00:48.81] |
They paled and passed |
| [00:53.26] |
In the presence of the world at hand |
| [00:58.74] |
. |
| [01:00.12] |
Am I really there in the fractured light |
| [01:07.05] |
of the forest floor |
| [01:10.55] |
With the broken branches |
| [01:14.56] |
Am I really there in the same light |
| [01:21.06] |
In the same life on the only road |
| [01:28.78] |
. |
| [01:36.02] |
A darker forest waits |
| [01:40.09] |
In which we relive all our past mistakes |
| [01:46.34] |
And trace them back with our decisions |
| [01:54.52] |
To the fork in the road |
| [01:57.71] |
But what if every path you take |
| [02:02.98] |
Starts to look the same |
| [02:08.16] |
And leads equally astray |
| [02:12.48] |
We'll walk in circles and never find our way |
| [02:18.50] |
. |
| [02:19.55] |
Am I really there in the fractured light |
| [02:26.24] |
of the forest floor |
| [02:29.94] |
With the broken branches |
| [02:33.01] |
Am I really there in the same light |
| [02:41.01] |
In the same life on the only road |
| [02:49.13] |
. |
| [03:02.90] |
Am I really there? |
| [03:06.40] |
Am I really there? |
