Stuck in the Wood

A walk in a rainstorm,
My ghost is in human form,
The sound of my footsteps,
The rain on the road, coming down,
I go down a footpath,
And enter the forest,
The suburb escapes me,
I heart the trees all around me.
This is where they're all camped now,
They don't know what it is coming,
Eve of war is impending,
Souls of men never ending.

I touch the bark of this tree,
I wonder what will I see.
The past is stuck in the wood.
I'd free it all if I could.

This place is talking to me
My memory stuck in this tree
My spirit stored when I'm gone
You'll feel my touch in this song