Wind in the Leaves

Wind in the leaves, crawl from my bed
The forest floor opens herself to clear my dusty head
Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Your memories grown inside me like a knotted branch
Rushing by like a spirit, like a banshee through the trees
Moving everything in sight but still sight unseen
Rushing by like a spirit, like an angel through the trees
Was that for me? Was that for me?

Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Your memory’s grown inside me like a knotted branch
From somewhere on the forest floor
A muted roar, a muted roar

Wind in the leaves, congregations in the grain
Tripping over answered prayers
But washing out the bloody stain

Wind in the leaves another season I begin
To ring around the lake of fire
To touch the stones that bring me back again
And sometimes I rage
As if to punch a hole through the sky
Shouting into some heaven where
Everything you love is just passing by
Rushing by like an angel through the trees
Was that for me? Was that for me?

Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Your memory’s grown inside me like a knotted branch
From somewhere on the forest floor
A muted roar, a muted roar

Wind in the leaves along a sylvan path
Another memory born, another look back
From somewhere on the forest floor
A muted roar, a muted roar