Those Old Forests

She was born by the river
In that old country town
Where the oak forests whisper
You can still hear the sound

Oh and they tell the story
Of how she faced the wildest seas
A child in a ship of secret
Pushed out by the devil's breeze

When she cast out the anchor
When to the bay her ship was blown
Mountains rose from the horizon
And she crossed the bridge of gold

She met her love in the city
Where the fog blew soft and low
Where the moon shone like honey
Oh it felt so much like home

In the garden children laughing
Where for generations she would stand
Never bound by her beginning
Even as she reached the end

And in the quiet autumn evening
Though she seems so distant now
If you listen very closely
You'll hear those old forests call
You'll hear those old forests call



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Frederick Marcus-willers, Benjamin Joseph Koler, Tyler Jay Meloan
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