never forgets to connect love with respect
but somehow always seems to confuse the two
so now shes at the end of her fraying rope
life seems like a joke but she still has some hope
cuz life is really what you make of it
maybe in the woods i can find my provider
maybe in the woods i can finally be alone
cuz out there its simpler the sun shines brighter
but in here the crowd is just strangling me
i guess i'd get cold i guess i'd get lonely
but i think it'd be the right life for me
alone in the dark there's no need for forgiveness
and that's all she really needs
she swears shes not a pessimist
she has been kissed she's always pissed
one day she fell off the horse and it kicked her in the face
maybe in the woods i can find my provider
maybe in the woods i can finally be alone
cuz out there it's simpler the sun shines brighter
but in here the crowd is just strangling me
so let's not burn bridges let's build them together
we'll feel the power in this hurricane weather
if it worked for thoreau it could work for us
antisocially together forever we could be
words and music by Molly Williams
spring and summer 2002
Copyright 2002
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