The Woods - The Call

I can see night in the day time

Into the woods I quietly go

It takes all the strength I have in me

These are the woods

The night of the soul

Painful to see

Love without action

It’s painful to see years of neglect

Aching to see all that they see

Still telling lies to the remains of respect

Creatures we are worth defending

It takes the right word said from the heart

Given to you without ending

Given to you

The purpose of art

Thousands of plans, I’ve made many

I wonder just how many plans I have made

Feeling this mood overtake me

Finally to see

The truth as it fades

Out of these woods will you take me

Out of these woods, out of the storm

Oh sinless child can you save me

Oh guilty man

Freedom is yours