At the edge of the evergreen forest
Foggy Drummer stands
I watch him protecting bark demons
Collecting blackbird heads
He holds his sword
His internal storm
He tells me tales of his birdfriend
Her name is Raspberry
Together, swimming through red tears
They reach the core of their dream
And with their sword
They slash it free
Drumming alone now
Mountains and firs in my mind
Drumming alone now
Dragons breathe heavy tonight
At the edge of the evergreen forest
Foggy Drummer stands
He holds his sword
He’s solid soul
Not fog alone