The River

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