Winter Fawn

Out the door at dark

Gone collecting wood for fires

Seeing by the stars

Snow, a deep, deep blue

Makes a path back to my homeThe weight of winter wind

Push against my legs, my arms

A brave explorer's face

I'll pretend the distance easy

A million miles awayHigh above the trees

Smoke flies south through river valleys

Over where you sleepWhen the sky let's go

Path is covered, all those footsteps

Memory takes hold

Mouth is moving with your eyes

It tells me where to goSomehow through the trees

Somehow I make out to follow

The shape our eyes createI may be wrong, I could be off

The path is dark, I could be lost

But I might've found a winter fawn

To lead me home