Tarkine

There's a red bridge in the mountains

Where the Tarkine trees reach multi-coloured skies

They cast shadows on the painted ground

And to get there, well, I just close my eyes

Well I lost myself when I walked through you

All that I have now

Is a souvenir of you

There's a lexicon of forest giants

Coachwood, Myrtle, Blackwood and Turpentine

In this hi-viz world I must have missed the turn

'Cause all I found were billboards, flyers, and merchandise

Well I lost myself when I fell for you

I can't remember

But the love is o so true

Well I lost myself when I walked through you

All that I have now

Is a souvenir of you