Saints of the Forgotten Woods

Verse 1
They built their towers in the valley
Where the ancient oaks once stood
Carved their saints in painted windows
Said the old ways were no good

But the wind remembered stories
And the roots beneath the stone
Whispered names the priests had buried
Waiting centuries alone

Pre-Chorus
Then the ivy found the doorway
And the moss climbed up the walls
And the forest started singing
Through the chapel halls

Chorus
Saints of the forgotten woods
Are waking in the green
In the rivers and the branches
In the places left unseen

No crowns of gold or marble thrones
No fear to make us kneel
Just the sky above the clearing
And the turning of the wheel

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Verse 2
Where the altar cracked with sunlight
Little flowers pushed through
And the birds began their chorus
Like they always used to do

They left the chapel doorway open
Someone let the forest in
And the air smelled like the old days
Before the age of sin

Pre-Chorus
Now the pathways through the brambles
Lead where stone once tried to reign
And the bells have lost their echo
To the singing of the rain

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Chorus
Saints of the forgotten woods
Are waking in the green
In the rivers and the branches
In the places left unseen

No crowns of gold or marble thrones
No fear to make us kneel
Just the sky above the clearing
And the turning of the wheel

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Bridge
The moon still knows the old songs
The fire still knows our names
And the roots beneath the forest floor
Remember all the flames

What was buried wasn’t broken
What was hidden still can rise
In the quiet of the woodland
And the opening of our eyes

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Final Chorus
Saints of the forgotten woods
Are dancing in the light
Through the leaves and through the rivers
Through the morning and the night

No walls between the living
No throne above the sky
Just the earth beneath our footsteps
And the wind that passes by

Upbeat dark folk with lively drums, acoustic guitar, bright fiddle, and hopeful breathy female vocals.