Ooh
Take all your fortunes and sprinkle them on a tray
Onto greener pastures but you don't know the right way
Feast on those who'd give you all and so for free
The forest is the tree
You made a bed that you cannot lie in
'Cause you're still with breath and yet your bed is a coffin
You're living dead and you cannot foresee
The forest is a tree
The forest is a tree
The forest is a dream
The forest is a tree
The forest is a dream
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
What will it be?