The Woods

The woods are quiet in this part of town The winds are changing as the leaves fall down Don't let it take you off of solid ground We're steady moving, we don't hear a sound The woods are silent we are all alone The trees surrounding us will be our home Follow the river down a trail of stone We're growing feathers now we're letting go We're going home, home We're going home, home The stars will guide us if we lose our way And in our memories the night will stay Under the darkness of the trees we'll lay Chasing the light when all the world awakes We're going home, home We're going home, home We're going home, home We're going home, home We're going home, home We're going home, home We're going home, home We're going home, home Send you a message when I reach the shore Tell you I've found what I was looking for.