What lies beyond the fringe of the woods?
Dust to dust, so we leave for good
When all has gone to blazes
FM7 Em
Until I find places where nobody’s gone
FM7
Surge like a fountain
Riptide
And swallow me
Flourish like a fountain
Inside
Gather force from the sea
Now that it's all ripe
Uptide
Let it wash me clean
Crawling through, defending good
Turning head, there’s no sight of home
From watching eyes
I blindly rove
To guard my stories
And find new gold