[No one moves, the rain won't come now...]

Panic, kerosene
By the side, gasoline
And the story goes
They left you here
And we'll never knkow
Why they disappeared
Smoking
Oh forest
You are choking
There's a rope around you
There's a sinking sense of knowing that you're going
There's a crater down where
Deep inside there's nowhere
[No one moves the rain won't come now]
The rain won't save you
There's a can of kerosene
From this legendary ghostly scene
It will always be there
While the trees are moving violently
Slaughter in the corner of my mind's dream
We are choking
Look to the sun...
Look to the sun...
There isn't much that you can do
Look to the sun
Owls burning
Fire swirling crown
Squirrels try to reach the ground
Walking in twos
What could they do?
Smoking
The trees are moving violently
Echoes of the footsteps of the arsonies
They will always be there
Is it lonely forest
Is it only for us walking now
Is it lonely forest
Is it only that we wake you
From the slumber of your deep misery
Look to the sun...
There is a restless forest
Look to the sun...
Isn't it wild, isn't it fun
When you've begun to look to the sun
There isn't much that you can do
Look to the sun...