Lyrics

From the recesses of the wandering child
sight blinked out from remembering swings and laughing games
of hopscotch and more
i took for granted i'm sure you know
the beauty of a simple song or the tale of two hearts
but as the charred remains of the past burn still
i know one thing for sure

inside, my head is a forest green
and i'm scared of losing leaves
ever since i was a child i kept a bucket close
just in case of a forest fire

for reasons still unknown
because breathing makes me anxious
summer flew through soaring wind and trees
and a blanket was born of leaves
and i forgot how to dream
lost, wandering like a woven scarlet sweater i believe
you're on fire just like me