Spring dawn sky slowly breaking apart Soft pale light touching the mountain heart Silence breathing deep in the hills below Cold morning wind on my face still blows Miles behind me on a fading road Memories carried in a heavy load Dust of yesterday falling away A quiet mountain welcomes the day Through the longest night I walked alone Every step a story carved in stone No one’s seen this light before Morning knocking at the door Fold the map and stand on the peak All the distant days I keep Through the shadows I once knew A brand new wind is breaking through Every road I walked before Leads me to this silent shore Past the dark and through the blue A new wind rises into view Paths I walked dissolve in the mist Dreams of yesterday barely exist Valleys swallow echoes of time Fading footprints left behind Looking up the sky turns gold Spring is waking in the cold Gentle light begins to grow Painting mountains far below Fold the map and stand on the peak All the distant days I keep Through the shadows I once knew A brand new wind is breaking through Every road I walked before Leads me to this silent shore Past the dark and through the blue A new wind rises into view Ridges stretching far away Calling softly where I’ll stay Unknown roads begin to rise Hidden just beyond the skies Looking back at where I’ve been Every scar beneath my skin Morning spreads across the land A new horizon close at hand Spring dawn sky above the height Standing alone in quiet light Time itself begins to flow At the summit soft and slow
