The Wolves & The Ravens - Rogue Valley

In the morning, by the sea

As the fog clears from the sand

Have no money in my hand

Have no home, I have no land

But it doesn’t trouble me

As I lay beside the fire

I am easy to inspire

There is little I require

I wasn’t yours and you weren’t mine

Though I’ve wished from time to time

We had found a common ground

Your force was such a welcome sound

How the emptiness would fill

With the waves and with your song

People find where they belong

Or keep on

Through the never-ending maze

Where the way is seldom clear

There is no map or compass near

Drive a ship back in the steer

Through the bleak and early morn

Where a stronger will is sworn

Where the moon moves so slow

And I seem to never let you go

When my hands are old and ache

And my memory flickers dim

And my bones don’t hold my skin

There’s no place I haven’t been

I recall the days were few

That is all that I can do

Feel the carvings in the tree

That give shape for you and me