We ramble
We ramble far from home
Into
Into the warmest glow
I have
I have no sense of danger
And campfires
Campfire lead me home
The guiding lights that carry me home
They follow me like fireflies
We venture where nettles have no leaves
And the softest soil is underneath our feet
We sing hymns to ward off the rain
To carry us home, and back again
The guiding lights that carry me home
They follow me like fireflies
We sneak out at night
In time with owl cry
We follow songs sung by feathers falling
We tie cotton to tree branch
We follow golden threads
Of torch light and campfire
This is loneliness
And this is longing
And this is somewhere in between
This is loneliness
And this is longing
And this is sweetness of July
Glow you coloured glow
And light
Light my way
Glow you coloured glow
And light
Light my way
We ramble
We ramble far from home
Into the warmest glow
Into the glow
We venture
We venture into the sun
Into the setting sun
And there’s nothing to run from