Caught in the Wildwood,
I struggle to stand tall
Caught in the Wildwood
i’m lost in it all
Struggling to find a purpose here
Struggling to find why I’m crying these tears
I have no idea why I’m stuck between these walls,
The trees of old, the forest of the told
Why do I belong in this wordly haunt?
Why do I stand in the middle of a false jaunt?
Because, As I think it’s a nightmare
To be so depraved
But then I remember
I’m not alone in this forest,
He stands for me in wait.