If anyone should try and find me,
Just know I’m where I wanna be,
I left the house all clean and tidy
Don’t come searchin’, please.
I’ve made my way down to the forest,
Way down to the sea of trees,
The ego grows, it gets enormous
And then it has to bleed,
All the way out, all the way out.
On my way out, I found a way out,
Up in a tree, up in a tree,
Could you believe it?
Wouldn’t you believe, hell is not a place,
Hell is not a certain evil, hell is other people
Or the lack thereof, and their lack of love,
And their lack of love.
I tried, but my feet kept touchin’ the ground.
If I died, would it even make a sound in the sea of trees?
No need to bother lookin’ for me,
Don’t come, don’t come, don’t come searchin’ for me.
You don’t get to die until you get it right, you said,
I envy the dead, yeah!
I’m way out, I’m way out,
I’m way down in the sea of trees, I’m way out.
What is that I see starin’ back at me?
Okay now, I’m okay now,
Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise!
I’m out alive,
Made it out alive, made it out alive,
Oh I, oh I, oh I!
—What are you doing out here?
—I don’t know.
—What’s your name?
—Are you okay?
—I think you saved me.