I got my walking stick and handkerchief.
A pocket full of raisins and a carefree sway.
I don't know where the end will start.
I only need the stars to point my way.
Changing faster than the leaves are falling Echoing the stir of morning light calling
Tangled up in the web we've woven But you try to take back those moments we've stolen
I'm not sure about the little things The city's so heavy with all it brings But into the woods we're going
go the dirt road will bring you to the things I know we might wander get lost before that though but into the woods we go we
Follow the footsteps, take my hand.
Let's get lost in the beauty of the land.
Got no directions, got no plans, but who knows where this road may end.
I'm not sure about the little things.
The city's so heavy with all it brings.
Into the woods we go, we go.
The dirt rug will bring me to the things I know.
We might wander, get lost before that though.
But into the woods we go, we go.
Into the woods we go, we go.
We could pack up our guitars, oh
Why don't you show me all your scars, oh We could stay here for a while
Just hibernating underneath the sun.
Oh, I'm not sure about the little things.
The city's so heavy with all it brings.
But into the woods we go, we go.
Dirt rub will bring me to the things I know.
We might wander, get lost before that though.
But into the woods we go, we go.
Into the woods we go, we go.
Into the woods we go, we go
Into the woods we go, we go
Into the woods we're going
Go.
