Drive, drive, drive
Drive past Ferndale
Drive, drive
It’s right past Shady Lane
Let’s park right here
That’s good
On the western side of River Glen
I’ll show you where the rules end
We’ll have to cut through the neighbor’s backyard
But it’s not too far
To the forest and its path that parts
You’ll hardly know that you’re standing beside it
Until you step inside it
Watch out for brambles and the hazzards ahead
‘Cus ther’ll be no safety net
Out at the cabin in the woods
Overgrown, forgotten and rotten through
Out at the cabin in the woods
The stongest of castle masquerading as ruins
Go climb up there
That’s right
You can see to the banks of the salted Creek
To the chimney top if sights you seek
We parked right there
That’s good
On the western side of River Glen
There was glass in the sink and sharp nails on the floor
But they’re not there anymore
‘Cus We’ve claimed this as our own
Our citadel, our stronghold
And the freedom here, like wings,
Lifts our soul to the sky
