Canoing in a swampland
Along a river that runs red
Gliding slowly upstream
My home is where this river begins
Winding between drift woods
The smell of path makes me feel good
There's no one here
But I'm alone
Not alone
The sky is turning rusty
Wilderness is waking up
Dark veil is falling upon the scene
As the river starts to fade
Dragging my canoe on the shore
These incredible sights are what I'm here for
There's no one here
But I'm alone
Not alone
Glowing eyes
Staring at your back
Moving shadows
Feel them lurkung in the dark
Fear breeds illusion
If you feel alone and insecure
But I'm not alone here
My friends are all around
I'm home