This song is about seeing/knowing something others might not believe. A supernatural experience, of sorts.
lyrics
Will they come for me? When I'm standing at the edge of the woods
If you start to scream, will I be misunderstood?
And the trees all turn their cheeks just like they should
Testing luck down by the edge of the woods
Well the pretty girl she cries, for she sees what's not believed
When the dogs start to lie, we're the ones who now retrieve
And the trees with wooden cheeks, smoldering should
Bring it back down to the edge of the woods
Now my hands are cold, and they're bleeding life away
All the stories that we told, will burn out in the haze
Now we ponder what's real and understood
Look what we found down by the edge of the woods
credits
from To The Edge of The Woods,
released April 22, 2016
Guitars/Lyrics: Brandt Parke
Drums: Mark Christensen
Bass: Eric Phinney
Vocals: Ian Lowery
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