A guest in the forest
Migrating south
A high flier hoping
To make it out
The year's growing older
With the alder tree
But I'll still be the elder
When she catches me
All that I know
Was whispered in groves
Far from my home
A long time ago
I'm listening close
All night and all day
If I knew more
I'd show her the way
But all I can give is
A good resting place
All I can give is
A good resting place
Left home with a purpose
A chest full of pride
And never imagined
That she'd have to hide
Went looking for answers
So deep in the mist
Lost sight of a compass
That might not exist
Cause all that I know
Was whispered in groves
Far from my home
A long time ago
I'm listening close
From far out of range
Since we were young
So much has changed
So all I can give
Is a good resting place
All I can give
Is a good resting place
I breathe in the burning
I hold what I can
I offer a branch
Or an arm or a hand
Whatever will reach her
I'm trying to grow
She can't hear the voices
From roots down below
All that I know
Was whispered in groves
Far from my home
A long time ago
I'm listening close
So scared I'm too late
Till I feel her touch down
Testing her weight
All I can give is
A good resting place
All I can give is
A good resting place
All I can give is
A good resting place
All I can give is
A good resting place