The Woods

December came faster than most

And before we knew it, it was cold

And you turned to me

As if to say that we should not have come this way

You didn't ask a question, so I had no reply

And we came upon a congregation

And we turned our faces to the constellation

Singing "we are both believers now"

But still there was no voice in the clouds

You see, the stars are not our conscience

They are just another light in our eyes

In our eyes

They are just another light keeping us blind

Long time I have left Umeah

Long time travelled in your company

But I see the road before us split

And I know that I should follow it

But I know that I will find you

When the morning spreads it's breath across the night

Find you

In the morning at the end of my life

December's roads are long and they're tough

And sometimes I get really tired and stuck

But I keep the thought that when I die

They will carry me and lay me by your side

They will carry me and lay me by your side

And there amongst the dirt

At last our roads again will merge