In the park there are many birds
And as I walk around the words
Inside my head flutter and flake
Like the ash our night fire will make
When we're back in the woods all
Alone with the trees big and tall.

And I pretend to sing a song
And hope you'll help and hum along
As we drift past a silent hour
Sowing seeds we hope will flower
Knowing full well that we need
Not bother to press or to plead.

Around the fire amid the glow
The smiles suggest that they all know
The ending to some simple game
Played out inside that simple flame
Burning holes in notions we
Thought were given away for free.

But night will quickly turn to day
And we'll have nothing left to say
To each other about that night
Or if we thought it wrong or right
To wish away the time this
Heart pretends it will never miss.