I Will Remain

Further from my widowed home take the road that sets it to the sun. Waiting for my skin and bone to return and see what I've become. Summer has not yet been here, though my days are long. Take me back to when the night was young, and another song was sung.

What of all those pretty tales, the ones that took me to this door. Is it comfort in the sirens wails, is it comfort upon this wooden floor? Tell you, is it a failure to forget the ones that once have did? And I tried to remember but my mind is no longer clean.

Woah, You recognise me, Woah, I follow far, far from the trees, Woah, The roots came out, up to my knees, Woah, they twisted round, I made no sound... No sound..

I'll wander 'til my brittle bones has succumbed and pulled me to the stone, Further from the towns you've known I'll remain from where I have begun. Stumbl before I start I was kicking home stones as a child, In the meadow when the storm came through and I burrowed straight back to you.

Woah, You recognise me, Woah, I follow far, far from the trees, Woah, The roots came out, up to my knees, Woah, they twisted round, I made no sound... No sound.

Would you ever doubt my love when my day is done, I'll lay down my body within this earth I've won, Would you try to follow the roads I had to walk? There's a whisper in the willow, from there you'll hear me talk.