You were raised in a forest, it grew straight and tall
As you weave through the trunks, you felt desperately small
The taller you grew, the taller the trees
And you'd run home all muddy and graze both your knees
And there in the middle stood a tall slender beech
If you raised both your arms, you found you could reach
The base of her branches, and upwards you swung
The forest she whispered, as all her leaves sang
To you
In those indigo eyes, there's a child that hides
And the stars they call out to their runaway bride
Oh you
Oh come home now darling, the journey is done
Your troubles are old for a body so young
You are the first and the last, to climb up the tree
You slept in her branches, you whispered that she'd
Been there from the first, she'd be there 'til the end
And you'd weave her your stories of myths and pretend
And there in the night came a mighty great storm
And her arms were outstretched as her body was torn
You cried when you found her and after you fled
But nothing could silence the voice in your head
Oh you
A breath cloud on a window, a shadow on the lawn
Or a leaf on the breeze and a star in the dawn
Oh you
Oh come home now darling, the journey is done
Your troubles are old for a body so young
Oh you
Well, the Earth will forget you, to the stars you are known
And when this life's over they'll herald you home
Oh