Trees from Heliod by Heliod

Verse I:
Through people and noise.
Smoking sewers in the streets,
And all those fences.
And grey as the color of all seasons.
Grey as the color of your heart.

I wish they were old.
Fully grounded living things.
A thunderbolt
In reverse.
And in ancient charismatic skin.
Ancient gaias little fingers.


Verse II:
Ill winds
Hit concrete walls.
A never ending chase.
Keep your head low and you won’t see a thing.

I wish you would
See the warmth.

Wish you could
Feel the light.

In absence of noise,
You’ll reunite.

And so walk through the woods.
Walk through the woods.

• Rock
• atmospheric
• blues
• blues rock
• heavy psycedelic
• neo-psych
• psychedelic
• psychedelic rock
• stoner
• stoner rock
• sun rock
• sunstorm
• sunstorm blues
• Dresden