Pyro

The trees stood like knives
And claimed us for their own
I'm sold down the river
Before I knew I had enough
Before I knew I'd sink deeper
Than where you'll stop
But I look up 
Until I lose the light
Are you reaching out
Stop
I'm lost 
In a dark row of trees
In the evening's red
A cold silence
But I look up 
Until I lose the light
Are you reaching out
Stop

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