Is it romantic anymore
Or is it past eight?
To build a cabin, the forest floor
What would critics say?

I don't want to escape
Want to embrace and be embraced by it
It's just that I remain
Sure that what I need is some quiet

I'm burning leaves up to my knees
As the smoke it clears my lungs
I'll take my unlikely skies
Over wherever I belong

Driftless I am, always been
Feeling wilder now
The threat of violence still lurking
Feeling calmer now

I ran out to the trees
Looking for some protection, some embrace
But their arms arе holding back
And they protest, "We don't еven know your name"

I'm burning leaves up to my knees
As the smoke it clears my lungs
Yeah I'll take my Wisconsin skies
Over wherever I belong
Can you right my life?
Can you write my lines?
Can you feel
My heart
My tongue
My tears
My blood
Can you free my time?
Can you make me write?
Can you feel
My heart
My tongue
My tears
My blood