Men of Wood - Porcupine Tree

Come together men of wood

Burning sunsets where you stood

Like three hats lying in the snow

There’s nowhere left for you to go

Light escaping through the door

Leaking pain across the floor

There’s nothing more for me to say

Men of wood turn white to gray

Sweet men of wood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

An old man sitting beside the pier

Prepared himself to disappear

He raised his head for one last look

Then closed his eyes and left the book

Sweet men of wood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Men of wood

Where you stood

Sweet men of wood