Forest lands And untold plans Hand over hand in the darkness. Following scents and sounds On this fickle ground As soft as your vaporous presence.
I have to wonder Where this path might lead, The silence leaves me too much time to think. The darkness brings me to my knees, Time and again Hand over hand I get back up, Get back to trusting. I hope you know what you're doing, This time. Time and again, Hand over hand, I hope