Deep Forest

A growing forest is not as noisyAs a single falling treeScary episodes don't tell us whatThe whole story's gonna beAs the achy bruises disappearYou'll be that one scar reminding meHow my vision got troubledHow because of youI couldn't see clearlyI crossed the desert, a devastated landStill got blinded by one grain of sandBut losing sight has strengthened my sensesNow I know I need nobody's hand