These trees are bent and torn 
 The veins of their core 
 Are ripped out, and tangled across the floor 
 The harsh side of nature 
 Of which i adore 
 Taking comfort from the thorns 

 Say what you need 
 I'm not here to think 
 Say what you feel 
 And i will watch you sleep 
 For one last time 

 You know just as i 
 These trees focus best in the light 
 I'm not trying to bend the rules 
 Magnifying all that's obtuse 
 Feel the rush of blood to my head 
 And i know i've been made a fool 

 Say what you need 
 I'm not here to think 
 Say what you feel 
 And i will watch you sleep 
 For one last time 

 Because you are the forest, it's true 
 And i'm looking through the leaves just like i look through you. 
 There too high up, i'm too far down 
 As ever my feet don't leave the ground 
 You are the forest, it's true. 

 And i wish you weren't 
 But, you are the forest.<br />
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			         Thanks to s