I come from the lands of the ancient forest,

I’ve lived a thousand years,

and I have seen a thousand lives

pass through these lands so wild and free.

 

I come from the lands of the ancient forest,

my roots are strong and deep,

my heart is soft, my eyes are old,

my branches rich and green.

 

I come from the lands of the ancient forest,

in days of yore I woke,

I pray the birds my song to keep

and sing a thousand more.

 

I spent years running around this town,

I spent days trying to find out where I was going,

who I would turn to.

 

Now, everything’s all so clear,

everything’s finally coming together

now that I see that

 

I’ve spent years running around this town.

I spent days trying to find out where I was going,

who – I would turn to you.

 

Now that it’s all so clear what I was seeking,

never unbinding love with a secret smile,

I see.

 

I was feelin’ mighty lonesome the day you came to me.

I never thought I’d see the day when you would set me free.

I never thought that I was on your mind.

I’d never have believed that you would be so kind.

The day you kissed me sweet

you came and set me free,

you taught me ‘bout the good things in life and I agree.

I’m feelin’ mighty lonesome … no more.

 

Many moons ago I travelled the water,

many moons ago I doubted my father.

Many clues there were but I didn’t bother to see.

 

Many moons ago I thought I had lost it,

many moons ago not sure how to trust it.

Many moons ago I didn’t believe

my love was deep and wide like the sea.

 

I know I travelled in sorrow,

many times before I’ve doubted tomorrow.

I would start anew but I didn’t bother to see.

 

Many times I’ve tried to cover it up,

then, many times I’ve cried in order to stop.

But many moons ago I came to believe

my love is deep and wide like the sea,

 

many moons ago.

 

Onto the shore when water is still,

and even over the seas,

into the woods,

and through the night may the light guide your way back home.

As the morning grows near

the air is filled with a promise,

so may your winds be fair.

 

Onto the shore and over the land,

even over the seas,

or in mid-air,

and through the dark may your heart guide the way back home.

As the morning grows near

the earth is filled with a promise,

so may your winds be fair.

 

Wandering off again into space,

some day I’ll find it, somehow

letting the mind go wander again

and the current of time prevails.

 

How to get back in time and again,

some day I’ll know it, one day.

How do you reach and cry for the moon

as the passing of time’s so soon.

 

Under the sun and over the moon,

one day I’ll find it, somewhere.

And to the master’s flowers in bloom

listen closely they say and you

might hear

the sound

of time.

 

Do you feel equilibrium?

Is it beauty that is revealed?

Is the pendulum standing still

right now?

 

Wandering off again into space,

some day I’ll find it, somehow

letting the mind go wander again

and the current of time prevails.

 

Down and out, up and about,

the wheel, the steel, the fortress.

Now and then, now and again,

the stories never end.

 

Down and out, up and around,

the wheel, the feel, the fortune.

Now and then, now and again,

the pond’ring never ends.

 

Rushing, running, kicking, drumming,

reverie in pieces.

Will I follow, will you follow

through with what you intend

to discover.

 

Hanging ‘round, feet on the ground,

the slip, the slide, the moment.

Standing by, wondering why,

a word, a sound, a sigh.

 

Hanging ‘round, lost and found,

the pride, the slide, the moment.

Standing, spying, wondering why,

the hours have gone by.

 

Rushing, running, kicking, drumming,

reverie in pieces.

Will you follow, will I follow

through with what you intend

to discover.

 

Playgrounds for the body and mind.

Curiosity, the craving to find,

to discover.

 

Slowly, don’t rush,

careful, now.

I know I’ve got everything to lose.

 

Slowly, don’t rush me

further into this,

we both have ample memories of the pain.

 

Don’t let it come to this,

‘cause you dread it, I know you do.

 

Remember where you’d rather be,

close to me,

close to you.

Say, do you remember sky,

please say you do.

Can we just start over again.

 

Slowly, don’t speak wearily,

don’t let yourself go, I mean it.

 

Slowly, don’t speak

full of anger,

you’ll easily get caught up in the pain.

 

Don’t let it come to this,

‘cause I dread it, I know I do.

 

Remember where you’d rather be,

close to me,

close to you.

Say, do you remember sky,

please say you do.

Can we just start over again.

 

Don’t let it come to this,

‘cause we dread it, I know we do, remember.