The Woods
I asked Saint Christopher
To find your sister
And she ran out in the woods
And she ran out in the woods
Oh, it was certain then
And we were trying to stop the winter
Killing all it could
Killing all it could
And I pray a lot for you
And I look out for you
We are what we are
Don't need no excuses
For the scars
From our mothers
And we know what we know
'Cause we're made of all the little bones
Of our fathers
And I pray a lot for you
And I look out for you
And I pray a lot for you
And I look out for you
I asked Saint Christopher
To find your sister
She ran out in the woods
'Cause she ran out in the woods
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El bosque
Le pedí a San Cristóbal
Que encontrara a tu hermana
Y ella se escapó al bosque
Y ella se escapó al bosque
Estábamos convencidos entonces
E intentábamos imperdir que el invierno
Matara todo lo que pudiese
Matara todo lo que pudiese
Y rezo mucho por ti
Y cuido de ti
Somos lo que somos
No necesitamos excusas
Para las cicatrices
De nuestras madres
Y sabemos lo que sabemos
Porque estamos hechos de todos los pequeños huesos
De nuestros padres
Y rezo mucho por ti
Y cuido de ti
Y rezo mucho por ti
Y cuido de ti
Le pedí a San Cristóbal
Que encontrara a tu hermana
Y ella se escapó al bosque
Y ella se escapó al bosque
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