When The Woods Were Young - He Is Legend

Will you take me back to when the woods were young?

When I fashioned a cauldron out of a hollow stump

Then I threw in a little of this

And I threw in a little of that

I managed to mumble some mumbo jumbo before I felt your cold dead hands

And we were face to face

I never could forget that day

Her eyes were fires burning miles away

And her lips were so close I could have stolen a taste

Close your eyes, drift off to sleep

You’ll be one of us

Beneath my wing

Lost in a dream, kissing the succubus

I hope I never have to wake

I pray to her my soul to take

I beg death for eternal sleep

Come back to me

Will you take me back to when the woods were mine

When I saw her last and I was left behind

I guess she’s bored with me

I haven’t seen her, haven’t slept in weeks

I’m frozen stiff

She’s blowing kisses in the pines

I’ve been shivering here all night, now would you give me a taste

Now death is not the worst

The absence of love is such abject pain

I’ve been centuries without sleep

Loneliness perched on the roof, waiting with brooding wings

She knows the truth

No one’s going to take me back

To when the woods were young