Down Through the Wood
Down through the wood
I go tramping in
With my crust of bread
And my tea again
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With all this time
All this time
All this time
All this time
And I hear the road
Tires fade to black
And my footsteps know
I’m not coming back
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There’s a red rose sky
Hanging purple clouds
Moving fast and high
Over orange sundown
Like a ringing bell
Or a siren’s call
I know it well
Always knew it all
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Down through the wood
I go tramping in
‘Till my skin feels good
On my bones again
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