Where these old woods come to meet the breach
Where the feller butchers rise up to take the weak
She got lost she went to deep
Now the fields a frost and set to meet with desperate feet
We've been here before Running through a closing door
When it seems like we don't even have the time to feel
But can't you see
This life is taking the breath
Out of me And I don't know if I can heal
Not a piece was left to spare in his old flesh
To make a stand against the darkness of the coming rest
But we were born into the air and wewere made to run
Like a bullet sent from the hands of God through a smoking gun
You asked me once Which direction do I love the best
I told you sonIt's the West
It's the West Put your arms around me and hold me still
I just need to be here And take me home cause I don't wanna be alone anymore
I just need to be healed