And in the past I know that we've ended on a sour tone
I dreamt that we packed the car and ended up in Yellowstone

And I, I wanna see the fortress under the moon tree
And time, and time will tell all of what you need to know from me

Safe's the kind of word that makes a love grow old and die
I knelt, I wept, the grass was blue caramel, and the well went dry
And we should lose our way before we lose our minds
Lose our minds

And I, I wanna see a fortress under the moon tree
And time, and time will tell all of what you need to know from me

I say, meet at sunup
Meet me where the map ends
I want you in my forest
When I'm like a painting (it's a dream)
It's what you're scared to know from me
I want you in my forest
Know this, know I'm like a painting (it's a dream)
It's what you're scared to know from me
I want you in my forest
I know I'd like a painting
It's what you're scared to know from me
I want you in my forest
I know I'm like a painting
It's what you're scared to know from me

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Writer(s): Sean Stanton Carey