It's in exile, self-imposed
It's a cryptid with no home
Through the woods, it walks alone
Leaves no footprints like a ghost
Years it's wandered, Years it's tried
To hide itself and stay alive
Listen close, you'll hear it's cries
Scared to be seen, close your eyes
If you want to find it in the trees
Promise you'll be kind for me
Keep its secret, if it shows
Hold out your hand if you won't let go
Please be gentle, please be nice
A slow approach is always wise
Gain its trust, it may grow bold
Show you secrets that sit untold
Geode heart, shrouded soul
In a safe made of sticks and stones
If you want to find it in the trees
Promise you'll be kind for me
(If you want to)
Bring it home
The seeds are sown
(Promise you'll be)
Sunlight through trees
A rainstorm ending
Or you can leave
The myth goes on
The cryptid walks this world alone
Find me
Find me
If you want to find me in the trees
Promise you'll be kind to me