Uploaded September 2016 | Updated September 2026, 14 hours ago
I've recently re-recorded this song! soundcloud.com/elizabeth-gillen/three-acre-wood-remastered
So excited to finally post my first original song! This is the first track off my upcoming EP, Overture, coming 9.25.16 (1 week from today)! Watch out for it on BandCamp and SoundCloud. The lyrics are below!
BandCamp: elizabethgillen.bandcamp.com
SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/elizabeth-gillen
Lyrics:
Little three acre wood
My entire neighborhood
Looked around but never could
Be part of you
All those broken shadows fell
With every little song I yelled
And somehow I could never tell
What's wrong with you
Now it's quiet
Even then
Now it's 6 pm
And the locks have forgotten
And even though you're heart is vacant
I hope that you somehow make it
It's your life I hope you take it
Along with you
Someday this forest will seem friendlier
Right now it's looming awfully dark
It's built on summer days and hands in dirt
But it seems you've taken it apart
Now it's quiet
Even then
Now it's 6 pm
And the locks have forgotten
Ooh
Little three acre wood
My entire neighborhood
We did everything we could
Sometimes things aren't good
Sometimes
You can't undo it
Elizabeth Gillen
©2016 All Rights Reserved
I wrote this song when I was angry. I'm not angry anymore.
I've recently re-recorded this song! soundcloud.com/elizabeth-gillen/three-acre-wood-remastered
So excited to finally post my first original song! This is the first track off my upcoming EP, Overture, coming 9.25.16 (1 week from today)! Watch out for it on BandCamp and SoundCloud. The lyrics are below!
BandCamp: elizabethgillen.bandcamp.com
SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/elizabeth-gillen
Lyrics:
Little three acre wood
My entire neighborhood
Looked around but never could
Be part of you
All those broken shadows fell
With every little song I yelled
And somehow I could never tell
What's wrong with you
Now it's quiet
Even then
Now it's 6 pm
And the locks have forgotten
And even though you're heart is vacant
I hope that you somehow make it
It's your life I hope you take it
Along with you
Someday this forest will seem friendlier
Right now it's looming awfully dark
It's built on summer days and hands in dirt
But it seems you've taken it apart
Now it's quiet
Even then
Now it's 6 pm
And the locks have forgotten
Ooh
Little three acre wood
My entire neighborhood
We did everything we could
Sometimes things aren't good
Sometimes
You can't undo it
Elizabeth Gillen
©2016 All Rights Reserved
I wrote this song when I was angry. I'm not angry anymore.










