DESCRIPTION:
Amsterdam 09-10-2012

Take me back to you.
This strange world I've been seeing
The way you hold me like a creature
Brings me back the thirst for freedom
Hollow freedom

Nights are growing cold,
Loneliness just makes them colder
All there was is growing older
Creeping back through time,
tries to remember
I try to remember.

You may fall into the sea,
And you may think while you are sinking,
You may feel as tall as trees,
But someday time will bring you winter.

Grieving by a grove,
In the churchyard, beneath the sundial,
Amongst the graves with their moss covered names
Sleepy eyes turn in words to the wise
Just be kind.

You may fall into the sea
And you may think while you are sinking
You may feel as tall as trees
But someday time will bring you winter.

DOWN IN THE WOODS

They think tv is the thing
They think cars everything
To kiss your kind, apple cheeks
Stolen love under a canopy of trees
Won't you follow me down
Down into the woods
Won't you follow me down
Come back feeling good.
There must be a place for us
For you and I to be as one
Around your shoulders, around your hair
My eyes were blinded by solar flares
Won't you follow me down,
Down into the woods.
Won't you follow me down,
Come back feeling good.
Come back feeling good.

A fungus grows though the leaf mould
Eat me and you shall hold
A rainbow
A rainbow
There must be a place for us
For you and I to be as one
Around your shoulders, in your hair
My eyes are blinded by solar flares
These seismic moments rare and few
Does this seismic kiss from you
Take all that's bitter, all that's cold
Does the shadow in me show?
Wisen up, she can see, eat me whole and lose your hope
For the days, these woods are sold
I would like you to know
I love you
I love you

Won't you follow me down
Down into the woods
Won't you follow me down
Come back feeling good
Won't you follow me down
Come back feeling good
Come back feeling good
Down into the greenwood
Come back feeling good
Good, good, good, good

http://richardhawley.co.uk/