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Lyric

this forest path 
beneath your feet 
you're leaving the city below 

birdsong and buzzing 
and sun and stone 
are warming your body and soul 

(come home) 

all at once 
eyes are clear 

(we are the wind 
we are the river 
we are your brothers 
we love you) 

why do the grownups 
not speak of this 
in whispers when they think you sleep? 

is it the magic 
they do not see 
or one of the secrets they keep?