Golden Threads from the Sun

We ramble We ramble far from home Into Into the warmest glow I have I have no sense of danger And campfires Campfire lead me home

The guiding lights that carry me home They follow me like fireflies We venture where nettles have no leaves And the softest soil is underneath our feet We sing hymns to ward off the rain To carry us home, and back again The guiding lights that carry me home They follow me like fireflies

We sneak out at night In time with owl cry We follow songs sung by feathers falling We tie cotton to tree branch We follow golden threads Of torch light and campfire This is loneliness And this is longing And this is somewhere in between

This is loneliness And this is longing And this is sweetness of July

Glow you coloured glow And light Light my way

Glow you coloured glow And light Light my way

We ramble We ramble far from home Into the warmest glow Into the glow We venture We venture into the sun Into the setting sun And there’s nothing to run from