Stars painted across the night sky
Light beams from afar hit your eyes
Light beams like a string on a kite
Illuminating the night
When wandering through evergreens
Through your hair blows the crisp, autumn breeze
Pinecones and the leaves 'neath your feet
And then something it prompts you to leave, it goes
Who was that? What was it? Where should I go?
Time has passed, now there's footprints in the snow
But who they come from I don't know
I still hear that voice singing low
There's a man who I heard used to walk
On this path lined with seeds of hemlock
He'd stroll as he please, each day as it passed
And he'd sing his favorite song, it goes