Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The River, the Woods, artist - Astronautalis.
Date of issue: 12.09.2011
Song language: English
The River, the Woods |
Where ever we go, we’ll never be lost |
Some follow the compass rose, some follow the cross |
Me, I follow roads compulsively, 'til sirens call me off |
Then I wander, eyes closed, following songs |
This rivers a hymnal, the leaves are applause |
The trees sing in whispers, with the wind pulling their arms |
Hold still, and listen, your hand on my heart |
If you need them, these beacons will lead you back to the start |
Yup |
No axe has seen these woods since before your father stood |
The path is beaten good from the feet of all who wandered through it |
Old growth, holds hope, let the brambles scrape your skin |
Scars are storybooks, the blood will wash away your sins |
Now let that sun slip, then let that moon rise |
Follow in no footsteps, listen for the true guides |
Woods will play tricks upon pretty blue eyes |
Is that glimmer the river, or your village finally brought back to life? |
Follow me tonight, I’ll show you what’s it like |
To be alive |
I know it seems like we’re all lost, we see the secrets, we know the unknown |
Know the unknown |
Know the unknown |
Keep close, hold my hand now, just be strong |
We can follow this river right back to your home |
Back to your home |
Back to your home |
At the palace in Versailles, 400 years before this |
They are packing up supplies, preparing for a long trip |
That they may not survive, but many of them know this |
They would rather die, than to leave the question open |
So this is why we try? |
We bet it all on hopeless? |
And swim against the tide 'til until our every bone is broken |
A sinking ship is still a ship, no captain has spoke the obit |
'Til the crew is flew, crow’s nest slips silent beneath the ocean |
We set sail without an anchor, we count upon that never stop |
An anchor’s just a coffin nail, waiting for that hammer drop |
It holds you by the ankles 'til it pulls you to the Acheron |
Trade stable to be able to slip out from under devil’s thumb |
Keep your acres, my home is where my hat is hung |
Postcard-printed paper, and love notes from the lattice rungs |
Blessed are the vagrant, the lonely are the static ones |
It’s every drifter’s confirmation this world is just ravishing |
I know it seems like we’re all lost, we can follow this river back home |
River back home |
River back home |
I know it seems like we’re all lost, we see the secrets, we know the unknown |
Know the unknown |
Know the unknown |
Keep close, hold my hand now, just be strong |
We can follow this river right back to your home |
Back to your home |
Back to your home |
I know it seems like we’re all lost, we see the secrets, we know the unknown |
Know the unknown |
Know the unknown |