Hey! Winter has gone and the leaves weave through the forest I know that you believe And through these hands I will receive A gift all golden and bright And it returned to me through the morning light Hey! Brother of mine will you go where I can not follow? I played for the Queen She put her scar upon my skin And twisted out of shape asking for more Well Im twisted out of shape knocking at your door your door Come down from the trees youve been gone too long Return to the house that you came from Turn back on the road you traveled upon I stand wasted Come out of the woods Hey! Autumn has come and the wind scatters the dead leaves I put my back toward the sun and I will sleep when I am done You would have choked trying to make it on your own Well youre twisted out of shape and my, youve grown youve grown Come down from the trees youve been gone too long Return to the house that you came from Turn back on the road you traveled upon I stand wasted Come out of the woods Hey! Winter has gone and the leaves weave through the forest I know that you believe And through these hands I will receive A gift all golden and bright And it returned to me through the morning light
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