Songs From Fall To The Forest
How do you do, well what do you know,
they call me old John David Crow,
who once flew fast but now moves slow
Come on now listen when I say,
My life goes back a long, long way,
enough to recall a happier day
When everyone could sing and play
When things were fine and all was well
Before there was a tale to tell
Of an evil man who came to dwell
Spoken in a whisper, never in a shout
The name of this fiend is Mr. Tout
Once there were flowers and fields of green,
the happiest place that you've ever seen
Replaced instead by a land gone mean
All who could crawl and all who could fly,
No rules were needed to comply
All who could speak and all who could see
Lived their lives in harmony
But now we have to live with care
At any moment to beware
Everyone out for their own share
The forest now is filled with spies
The trees have voices, the hills have eyes
Spoken in a whisper, never in a shout
The name of this fiend is Mr. Tout
Now you see my song is done,
I'm going to fly and you should run
Don't ask for more songs, for there are none
I do not know another one
Toddathon Tout, Toddathon Tout,
this is the forest of Toddathon Tout,
darker than night and brighter than day,
once you've arrived you're going to stay
You can run, you can hide, you can fly, you can flee,
But it won't help a bit, you will never be free
Unless your eyes and your heart are full
to find a bona fide miracle
You say you were following Rio the cat,
I'm not quite sure what to think about that
She used to be tame but now she's quite wild
I pity the fool who gets that girl riled
You say you are looking to find your way home
In Toddathon's forest you're destined to roam
No sense in crying, and no need to pout
Once you come in, you'll never get out
Whoever has told you the tale of the eye
Has sold you on nothing, it's all a big lie
If somehow you think that you're finding your way
You're both going nowhere, right here you will stay
As you wander the forest in search of a clue
Your eyes must stay open, your heart must be true
For the trees they have eyes, and the birds they have ears
And Toddathon Tout knows your deepest of fears
That's all I can tell you, that's all that I know
Your story's just starting, now get up and go
Singing sister that's me, so take my advice,
Don't come back to this spot, for if you come twice
There's plenty of room, just wait and you'll see
Then we shall become the singers three
How do you do, well what do you know,
they call me old John David Crow,
who once flew fast but now is slow
Come on now listen when I say,
My life goes back a long, long way,
enough to recall a happier day
When everyone could sing and play
When things were fine and all was well
Before there was a tale to tell
Of an evil man who came to dwell
Spoken in a whisper, never a shout
The name of this fiend is Mr. Tout
Come and see, you'll never leave
Heed our call, you'll never grieve
Once you're here, you shall be free
Come join us in the wishing tree
We're here to help your spirit see
Dance with us and you'll be free
Let your cares and worries go
Life is simple, you shall know
A realm like none you'll ever find
So cast your dreadful world behind
Come inside the wishing tree
Dance with us and you'll be free
Just leave behind your human fears
All sadness quickly disappears
No pain, no tears, no misery
We offer immortality
Join us in serenity
Dance with us and you'll be free
Clear your heart, efface your mind
Join us now and you will find,
All your sorrows will be gone
When the dark supplants the dawn
We're here to save you, you shall see
Dance with us and you'll be free
Join the joy that always lasts
Leave your anger in the past
No longer bold, no longer wild
Just say the word now sweet young child
Join us in the wishing tree
Dance with us and you'll be free,
Your world is cruel, avoid the mess
In here we deal in happiness
Your sadness will be meaningless
Come join us now, and just say yes
Just dance with us and you'll be free
Here inside the wishing tree
All the trees are made the same
And every one is free
But nature plays a nasty game
And now it's killing me
Mighty oaks, they stand aloft
Soaking up the sunlight
Just because my wood is soft
That doesn't make it alright
They tell me that it's destiny
It's just the way we're made
They say I should just be content
And happy in their shade
But if . . .
Oh what a day, what a wonderful day
Feelings of joy are coming my way
The grass is tall and soft and deep
What a wonderful place to lie down and sleep
Here in the forest there are no cares
No harsh words and no mean stares
And should I fall onto some sorrow
A better day will come tomorrow
La la la and la-tee-dah
Deedle-deet-deet-deet and rah rah rah!