Fly to Acadia

Pastoral revelations about the sea mean nothing to me
I guess that you could say I like my clovers with three leaves
And darling, now is the time
To confess to all your lies
And now, Lincoln's dead
They severed his head
There's no point in a fight
Unless there is a war
Into the woods
Into the woods
Into the woods
Into the woods
Acadia
He'll buy anything with vibrant colours or anything that gleams
I guess that you could say that it's a marketers wet dream
And darling, now is the time
The stars have aligned
If you're feeling down
Just stick around
And another dose of msg will start you up again
Into the woods
And I'll fly to Acadia
I'll fly to Acadia
I'll fly high
Where to now
Acadia
The trees are moving towards Macbeth
The emperor looks his Sunday's best
And it's trouble yes I know
When mischief bestows upon you
A knowing guilty grin
Into the woods
And I'll fly to Acadia
And I'll fly to Acadia
Acadia
Acadia
Acadia