Hollfron

[Verse 1]
Who could tell me I'm wanted?
I don't really wanna know
But I can tell from these faces
I'm wanted to go
My stuffed animal friends are the ones that keep me warm
Oh the graphite against the paper
And my fingers are bleeding from singing out my pain
And the crows outside my room looking forlorn

[Verse 2]
My yarn sewn sleeves are attractive to the honeybees
Oh the smell of a forest after rain
All these things as comforts for me
In the gray valley of immorality
Hollfron is the process of turning insane
To get where I'm going I will need it
And the red mountains shadow myself from the sun
I'll ride the black dragons of which I've tamed

[Outro]
Slow like the snow
Falling sideways as I crow
Grasping pine trees smell quite nice
This pumpkin pie will suffice