Friedrichshain - Chelsea Wolfe

I was on my way back home

When I stumbled upon

A forest of purest green

I couldn’t look away

There was a shining light

So bright

I couldn’t look away

I couldn’t look away

In Friedrich’s little forest

He’s waiting there, for us to grow

There was a door to something so pure

A spark was there

Waiting for someone like me

Someone so far from home

I found a window

Water like crystal

The clearest thing I’ve seen

I couldn’t look away

It’s Friedrich’s little forest

He’s waiting there, for us to come

It’s Friedrich’s little forest

He’s waiting there, for us to come