Slowly - Future Of Forestry

Calm my love

You built a frame

You set it all into row

Oh, my love

The heart has reasons that our

Reason doesn’t know

Slowly the moon will rise

Slowly the river starts to flow

Slowly the stars begin to shine

Slowly the heart begins to know

Fear let go

This time and place was never ever yours to roam

Go my love

Your heart has reasons that our

Reason doesn’t know.