Deep in the woods, you've gotten lost and fell to death.
It's okay, the witch will bring you back.
In a glass jar, she pours the smoke down your throat.
Close your eyes and follow the light.
Keep running, don't look back.
Follow the light towards your ecstasy.
I've seen the light outside of dreams, it's in my eye.
Pinch myself to know it's real.
My white light glowing in my room outside the door.
Spirit come shining down, send me to rest.