[Verse 1]
Miles away from
Those that matter
Unfamiliar place
Hours bleed out and
Days tail off then
Night degrades to gray
[Chorus 1]
Crooked timber
Keep me warm and safe
[Verse 2]
Bells toll slowly
Loud dark iron
Can't place where I am
No clear signal
Scraping, dragging
Fate pulls faces
[Chorus 2]
Crooked timber
Steer me, keep me sane
[Verse 3]
Times’ attrition
Grinds these landscapes
Sifts them into shape
My resistance
To its pressure
Buckles more each day
[Chorus]
Crooked timber
That we can’t make straight
[Outro]
My shade will comfort you (x16)