(Jon Koschoreck) I can feel that the house is near, it's just aabout a mile from here, through the shadows and through the woods. Harsh wind cutting through at my back, you accepted me for who I am,...
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...