How do I get there?

To the woods, through this country

And how do I stay there?

Make a home, grow all the things that I've ignored

I tried to start by weeding through

The trauma in my bones

To rearrange the memories

Forgive and not keep score

But, how could you?

When we were young, blind and falling

And how can you?

Linger on, drink your coffee like there's nothing wrong

I tried to start by walking four-hundred miles

From north to south

And to riddle through scenarios

As if I had the power

And in the end it seems

To be uneven even at the root

You are you, I am me, we are we

There's nothing left to prove

But how do I get there?

Through the woods, to the morning