The Forest

Take me down to The Forest.

I need a cool breeze.

Rest my soul in the shadow of those,

who know the ways of trees.

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Take me down to The Forest.

The one with the bright green leaves.

Like pages of shinning glories,

written by those who still believe.

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I need to heal my bleeding. 

I need to soothe my pain.

I need to see the fairies dancing 

in the flowering misty glade.

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I need to turn a new leaf,

calm my wandering mind.

I need to turn a new page

and step beyond.

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Take me down to the Forest.

Where the mouse loves to play.

Sink me into her deep deep roots

where I can bask in her many ways.

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Take me down to The Forest.

A powerful passion play.

A new world order, yes,

but in a bright green way.

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I need to air my spirit in the

green sparkles of the sun.

And welcome up a new day,

as The Forest sings as one!

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If I come knocking,

open wide your door.

The branches above are reaching out

for each other forever more.

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Take me down to The Forest.

I thank soft shadow and cool breeze.

I need to see the growing,

and the spreading of the seeds.

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Take me down to The Forest.

Share the harvest please.

I need to taste of the bittersweet,

and bless the fruiting trees.