Phoenix Foundation Through The Woods
Through the woods in to the clear
I will take you there, my dear
Make paper planes from out of the fear
And let them fly away
And I will hold you in my arms
But charmless arms can sound alarms
And harm is only an arms length away
And something snaps and life dissolves
In the furthest of your mind’s resolve
You’re on the dark side you’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side of me
Through the woods in to the clear
I will take you there, my dear
Make paper planes from out of the fear
And let them fly away
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side of me
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side again
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side of me
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side
You’re on the dark side of again
