Like a bell in the distance
Or sirens in the pit of my skull
I had a lucid dream plant a seed in me
That I couldn’t help but to sow
I felt it slowly grow, the roots took hold
In a garden I could never quite show
Then all the branches crept through my empty chest
'til I could only hear the unknown
Like a song in my bones

I could walk those halls with my eyes closed
I have known these walls since I have known myself
But what once was rest had turned to restlessness
And these routines have changed from balms to tiny hells
And still I hear that bell

Under the blanket of darkness
I felt that it was time for me to go
That it would do no good to avoid those woods
The questions weigh more than what I know
And a part of me will always bleed
For where I stumbled into this world
But I am not content behind any fence
The garden in me is overgrown
I house a woods of my own
Oh, I don’t trust my voice
So I will say goodbye with ink and simple words
And I am not yet sure what I am looking for
So I can’t say the day or time that I’ll return
For you, familiar was always a wanted thing
But for me it’s just a gentler form of chains
No, I can’t explain just what is pulling me
But just 'cause its hard to go does not mean I should stay
So I’m on my way

And I know this road may never lead me home
But it’s a worse thing to always wonder what might have been
And I hope that you can understand these words
And I hope one day I’ll see you all again
But now it’s into the woods