Dark is the night in the woods,

Scary is the path in the woods,

Long is the road in the woods,

Weird are the thoughts in the woods,

Unusual are the sounds in the woods,

In Those Woods...

Myriad of shapes,

Myriad of shadows,

Myriad of possibilities,

And yet no hope.

And then you realize,

You're all alone...

Alone in the woods,

And where is the road?

And if you get lost,

Who'll come and fetch you?

Will somebody even try?

Will someone even remember?

Where do all the missings go?

In the woods?

Dark is the night in the woods,

Scary is the path in the woods,

Long is the road in the woods,

Weird are the thoughts in the woods,

Unusual are the sounds in the woods,

In Those Woods...

In those scary, isolated, woods...