"Down Through The Wood" lyrics - PATTY LARKIN

Down through the wood
I go tramping in
With my crust of bread
And my tea again

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

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

Down through the wood
I go tramping in
'Till my skin feels good
On my bones again