The Woods - San Fermin

We went, the two of us into

The woods behind the little school

Two went in and one came home

We didn’t go in there alone

Your eyes were lovely as you danced

With centipedes and little ants

We built a fort of lover’s teeth

And some of mother’s sheets

I was a boy and I was good

But there are witches in these woods

They followed us into the trees

Wearing crowns of twigs and leaves

You and I were in the mud

Paint ourselves with spider’s blood

Your eyes are lovely, dark and dense

(These little hands are parasites)

Pulling legs off salamanders

(Get in there and hang on tight)

Little creature you unspun

(Take what they can take and leave you bleeding)

The skin and bones and brains and blood

While witches they surrounded us

I was a boy and I was good

But there are witches in these woods

The nights are lovely, dark and deep

But I’ll appear when you’re asleep

You’ll wake up with a sudden hurt

Mouth and nose all full of dirt

We went, the two of us into

The woods behind the little school

Yeah, I’m still buried in the mud

Skin and bones and brains and blood