Raw Wood

One day the paint will be stripped right off
Your pretty veneer and you can bet for sure
Raw wood never looked so good
One day the pain will pass on from me to you it will then be clear
if it's really true:
I've moved on

I set up camp in the woods where the trail falls off for good
I set up in wildcat camp
Just me and the owls and the bats
In the deep dark woods alone with my fears under the jackpine
The sky was galvanized
My house is a mess, the kind you keep
When you don't have guests, once day I'll fix it right
Because raw wood never looked so good