Tarkine

There's a red bridge in the mountains
Where the Tarkine trees touch multi-colored skies
They cast shadows on the painted ground
And to get there, well, I just close my eyes

Well I lost myself when I walked through you
All that I have now
Is a souvenir of you

There's a lexicon of forest giants
Coachwood, Myrtle, Blackwood, and Turpentine
In this hi-viz world, I must have missed a turn
'Cause all I found were billboards, flyers, and merchandise

Well I lost myself when I fell for you
I can't remember
But the love is oh so true
Well I lost myself when I walked through you
All that I have now
Is a souvenir of you