A familiar welcome from a dreary friend Alone by the fire with a soul to mend How can we simply sleep in peace Without overthinking the nights ahead? Did I forget about another piece? Everyday is a puzzle and I'm incomplete The more I find, the more I leave behind I'm shooting a star beyond what it can reach My hollow chest nests a feeling of dread I can't help but feel like something's missing So I'll carve a little game out of a fallen tree Chop chop, quick before the lumberjacks locate these pinewood dreams Or so it seems, hah All of this deadwood can do enough to bury me What would I give to feel alive again I'd swap another heart if I knew where mine went What if this whole time I've been watering weeds? What if this whole time I blindly believed that One day would grow tall and strong Was it too much to ask for? It's been way too long Send me a sign through this dying breeze Give back the time I lost counting sheep A hollow chest nesting the same old dread Fill it with something, I beg in my sleep Here's another chance under a fallen tree Knock knock, woodpecker peck awake these wishful pinewood dreams Or so it seems that Here in this forest, I'd silently take my leave One step at a time, crunching these maple leaves The trail is a hopscotch and you're jumping free There's nothing as boring as an un-grazed knee, so Chin up, face the sun, you little worry seed