Panic - kerosene - by the side: gasoline And the story goes they left you here And we'll never know why they disappeared Smoking Oh forest you are choking - there's a rope around you There's a sinking sense of knowing that you're going There's a crater down where deep inside there's nowhere No one moves the rain won't come now The rain won't save you There's a can of kerosene from this legendary ghostly scene It will always be there While the trees are moving violently Slaughter in the corner of my mind's dream - we are choking Look to the sun there is a memory of you Look to the sun there isn't much that you can do Owls burning - fire swirling crown Squirrels try to reach the ground Walking in twos, what could they do? Smoking… The trees are moving violently Echoes of the footsteps of the arsonees They will always be there Is it lonely forest, is it only for us walking now Is it lonely forest, is it only that we wake you From the slumber of your deep misery? Look to the sun there is a restless forest Isn't it wild, isn't it fun when you've begun to look to the sun There isn't much that you can do, look to the sun
