Dragged Across a Forest Floor

Another era has come to an end 

You'll return to where it began 

Wandering at night on Ypres Rd. 

To determine why you walk in the woods alone 



A piece of out history I used to honour 

They disrespected and disgraced 

They took the ground upon which I walked 

And rubbed it in my face 



To me these woods are but a forest of metaphors 

And nothing more 

A path through the woods of my past 

Where I was dragged across a forest floor 



They breathe in the stagnant air 

The poison sky shelters them from the sun 

No exposure, nothing grows 

No one ever wonders what lies beyond 



So set in their old ways 

They could only hope for change 

Instead they flaunt their stubborn pride 

Digging their own graves 



To me these woods are but a forest of metaphors 

And nothing more 

A path through the woods of my past 

Where I was dragged across a forest floor 



I see the truth hidden between the trees 

These tough woods are but delicate forest 

Everyone for themselves in the hallowed name of unity 



Finding comfort in their misery 

They were doomed beyond the reach of help 

Saved only by the unconditional love 

Of hate for a place they couldn't live without 



All that I hoped to change 

Would not be reversed by words alone 

It would require all of their efforts 

The lack of which was already set in stone 



At a time when I could take no more 

I was dragged across a forest floor 



Sticks and stones 

The combined discomfort of hundreds of pains 

Thorns and Needles 

I pull them out of my skin 

While walking home 



Accept the fact that they've missed your point 

Conceal your motives and all your thoughts 

Keep your opinions to yourself 

Give them exactly what they want 



There's no hope for understanding 

Our differences would not be solved 

For my survival and my sanity 

In time I learned to have tolerance for you all 



Bite your tongue until it bleeds 

Choke down the blood so no one sees 

Fight the tears 

Let them fall within 

While you're here 

Never let your weakness show 



These woods are full of hope 

These woods are where I walk alone 



Even at times 

When standing still 

Strength and speed 

Still lie dormant within 

You will see me channel the pain 

As blood leaves my core and fills my veins 



These woods are but a forest of metaphors 

And nothing more 



The tall trees above 

They are the ones that exist 

The fallen leaves are those that have fallen to my feet 

The trails of broken branches 

These are the mistakes you make 

The seeds are the ones to be that I push in the earth 

With every step I take