The Woodlands - Bronze

Don’t quite know
Where we will go
Oh oh oh

Old dust roads
Dust is swirling round our weary souls
Burning breeze
Bronze the only color that we see
Days gone by
On and on and by and by and by
We will tread
We will tread until we’re dead

Don’t quite know
Where we will go
Oh oh oh

Dawn dark still
Waiting for the light to rise and spill
High noon now
We are far from where we started out
Bruised by time
Throwing us an empty empty line
Could you please
Could you plea for me to bleed

Don’t quite know
Where we will go
Oh oh oh

We we we proceed
Wistfully into the evening
Lay lay lay me down
Down onto my bed upon the ground

Don’t quite know
Where we will go
Oh oh oh