Lyrics: St. Thomas. People in the forest.

:
I went into the forest
Even before my birth
You think that I am special
Just take a look at me first.

I'm naked over water
The ground is over my feet
Don't care for these surroundings
My sake is not my fear.

Yes i'm special, but it hurts
Your catalogue has made it worse
Guess I'm special to complain
In this forest I am not sane.

Yes I'm special, but it hurts
You catalogue has made it worse
Guess I'm special to complain
In this forest I am not sane.