Matt Pond PA - Winter Fawn
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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out the door at dark
gone collecting wood for fires
seeing by the stars
snow, a deep deep blue
makes a path back to my home
the weight of winter wind
push against my legs, my arms
a brave explorer"s face
i"ll pretend the distance easy
a million miles away
high above the trees
smoke flies south through river valleys over where you sleep
when the sky lets go
path is covered
all those footsteps
memory takes hold
mouth is moving
with your eyes,
it tells me where to go
somehow through the trees
somehow i make out to follow
the shape our eyes create
i may be wrong
i could be off
the path is dark
i could be lost
but i might"ve found
a winter fawn
to lead me home http
