Enchanted Pages of the Woods

[Intro] [Verse] Silver fog clings to the roots of the elder oak Where the maples bleed gold and the ravens spoke I stepped through the brambles where the daylight fades Into the silence of the emerald glades Found a marble archway draped in creeping vine A heavy door of cedar marked with ancient line The air smells of parchment and the damp of the earth A place where the legends find their second birth [Pre-Chorus] The hinges groan like a ghost in the gale Telling a story that turned the sun pale I trace the spines of the leather-bound dreams Walking the banks of the ink-spattered streams [Chorus] Deep in the wildwood where the folios bloom Light filtering down through the heavy gloom Shelves reaching upward to the canopy high Where the prose meets the wind and the verses fly Written in the sap and the veins of the leaf Beyond the borders of our joy and our grief The forest is a vessel for the lore we forgot Tied to the soil in a Gordian knot [Verse] Row upon row of the foxed and the frayed Songs of the giants in the deep timber shade No candles are burning but the moss has a glow Guiding my hand to the secrets below I pulled down a volume bound in thick velvet hide Found the lost secrets that the centuries hide The script is a tangle of the root and the briar Cool to the touch but it burns like a fire [Pre-Chorus] The pages are sighing like the tide on the sand Holding the weight of a vanishing land I breathe in the dust of a kingdom long gone Waiting for the stars to herald the dawn [Chorus] Deep in the wildwood where the folios bloom Light filtering down through the heavy gloom Shelves reaching upward to the canopy high Where the prose meets the wind and the verses fly Written in the sap and the veins of the leaf Beyond the borders of our joy and our grief The forest is a vessel for the lore we forgot Tied to the soil in a Gordian knot [Chorus] Deep in the wildwood where the folios bloom Light filtering down through the heavy gloom Shelves reaching upward to the canopy high Where the prose meets the wind and the verses fly Written in the sap and the veins of the leaf Beyond the borders of our joy and our grief The forest is a vessel for the lore we forgot Tied to the soil in a Gordian knot [Chorus] Deep in the wildwood where the folios bloom Light filtering down through the heavy gloom Shelves reaching upward to the canopy high Where the prose meets the wind and the verses fly Written in the sap and the veins of the leaf Beyond the borders of our joy and our grief The forest is a vessel for the lore we forgot Tied to the soil in a Gordian knot [Outro]