The Well Worn Path
Kit Hawes, Seth Lakeman
Farewell to you my place is true and clear
Why should I tremble, trials are near
It's not for me or my fears to drift
Or build my hopes on a pledge like this
People come, and people go
The well worn path is all I will ever know
The thorn and thistle around me grow
I will not lie down upon the roses down below
I seek no portion, I seek no rest
A safe refuge for my last request
People come, and people go
The well worn path is all I will ever know
Deep woods, dark wilds, my pleasures mark
This solitude suits me, my sorrowful heart
In the stillness of night, stars mildly shine
A hold communion to the depths of time
People come, and people go
The well worn path is all I will ever know