Steven Wilson Four Trees Down
Four trees down
I will wait
Underground
I've got time
Warm earth weighs down in my lungs
I miss the summer sun
In the spring
Footsteps fall
Frail birds sing
Insects crawl
And I had so much to say
The time just slipped away
Known paths stays
Where we hold
Doubts appear
Rain spreads gold
Warm earth weighs down in my lungs
I miss the summer sun
