Indigo

You were raised in a forest, it grew straight and tall As you weave through the trunks, you felt desperately small The taller you grew, the taller the trees And you'd run home all muddy and graze both your knees And there in the middle stood a tall slender beech If you raised both your arms, you found you could reach The base of her branches, and upwards you swung The forest she whispered, as all her leaves sang To you, ooh-ooh In those indigo eyes, there's a child that hides And the stars, they call out to their runaway bride Oh you Oh, come home now, darling, the journey is done Your troubles are old for a body so young You are the first and the last to climb up the tree You slept in her branches, you whispered that she'd Been there from the first, she'd be there 'til the end And you'd weave her your stories of myths and pretend And there in the night came a mighty great storm And her arms were outstretched as her body was torn You cried when you found her and after you fled But nothing could silence the voice in your head Oh you, ooh-ooh A breath cloud on a window, a shadow on the lawn Or a leaf on the breeze and a star in the dawn Oh you Oh, come home now, darling, the journey is done Your troubles are old for a body so young Oh you Well, the Earth will forget you, to the stars you are known And when this life's over they'll herald you home Oh