Spirits of the Trees - Pythia

Ethereal forest

Feel the ground moving under my bare feet

Unbroken in the silence

As the sun beats down

And the light seems to settle in my soul

Through the doors of my mind

Here in my dreams, safe in the hour of the storm

A wood sanctuary, away from the breaking of the dawn

Still the wheel turns 'round

I’m drawn ever to the light

As I move through the gaps of time

I’ll take your hand

And we’ll find a way through the dream

Until we touch the spirits of the trees

The sounds of the sky

Echo down to play amongst the leaves

An open chord twist of wonder

And my voice breaks loose

Soaring sighs are the substance of my soul

And the forest eternal

Please let me stay inside this world of golden

Don’t cast me away, reality’s too much to bear

Take me to the woods

Where I am safe from the fear of my own mind

, see them as I

Lay them down, sigh and resolve my thoughts

White face, eyes wide — she’s here, alive

Tormenting me with her poison

Overwhelming haunts me

Take me back to the

Jolted awake into a world of broken dreams

Please take me back to the