Golden Threads from the Sun

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