Woodland Hunter (part I) Lyrics - Appleseed Cast

Cold in this soil and longing for your embrace 

Growing old as time takes whats left in state 

Then the trees are brown and we all sleep 

Heart filled with love, despairing, descending day 

Will they take both hands will wrest away 

Flesh and bone and time will free us 

Exploding with leaves, the wind is the painters brush 

Finding lines and filling the heart with love 

Down, the trunk, the roots, will feed