Back Into The Woods – Ed Harcourt – letras

She wears a thinly veiled contemptIt only serves his swift descentBack into the woods againWith his tail between his legsThey found him babbling by a brookTearing pages from the holy bookHe claimed to be some kind of mortal GodWho could save the world from doomBut the wrath of mother natureWill overwhelm him in the endFor those creatures, they have no hands to lendIf he goes back into the woods againSeductive mystery is deadShe suffers visions of st bernadetteThere’s mercury in the city pipesAs he scales her fire escapeHe sleeps reclined at the edge of her bedShe hears the wheels faintly spin in his headHe looks so peaceful with both eyes closedMaybe the woods are a better placeBut the wrath of mother natureWill overwhelm him in the endFor those creatures, they have no hands to lendIf he goes back into the woods againOld father time so ravaged& His hourglass is spentSo she offers him a sweet lamentPlease don’t go back into the woods againI’m going back into the woods