In the woods I trail to see,
Sticks and moss and covered trees

Still and silent, I hear the wind
The grass doesn't move, the trees don't grin

Covering where they used to shade,
The leaves lay still at their grave

I wander deeper and start to run,
In search of warmth, a rising run

Still and silent, I hear the wind
The grass doesn't move, the trees don't grin

Clouds roll slowly overhead,
Keeping sunlight from being shed

I spot a cave and start to explore,
As the rain beings to pour

Still and silent, I hear the wind
The grass doesn't move, the trees don't grin

I feel the warmth inside the cave,
Protecting me from nature's rage

I find the comfort to rest my wears
Until I feel that I can bear

Still and silent, I hear the wind
With dancing grass and trees that grin

Birds are perched on each little one,
Singing to welcome the emerging sun