The Woodsman
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You only wanted to, to be around
Or have around you no more than the sound
Of branches bowing to two fallen leaves
You wipe your brow
And then roll up your sleeves and go home
And in the dawn you march a while
And you make sure
That your walk’s worth the mile
Throw off this shoulder onto the pile
Split with your axe
That cracks with a smile of its own
Gather as you roam - take what you get home
Smoke will coil and comb around your hand
Changing as the man
So switch the smile for the scowl
Trade in the blackbird for the owl
And if there’s history, it will be yours
You drink it swiftly
And wonder the causes of wars
Gather as you roam - take what you get home
Smoke will coil and comb around your hand
Changing as the man
And as you march down through the trees
A whisper reaches on the breeze
A golden stroke across the sky
An old and broken passer by
But you wear faces you can’t hide
The greet is met with no reply
We never look dead in the eye
We’ve never said a good goodbye
Gather as you roam - take what you get home
Smoke will coil and comb around your hand
Changing as the man
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