Traveling Lite

Duration

4:08

Genres

Americana / Alt Country

Lyrics

Well I'm moving on I'm turning the bend I don't know what I'll find But that path i must singe The oaks sing a hymn About a traveling man And it rings on the leaves And it falls from the limbs I'm traveling lit Won't bear that weight any more If your waiting for me I'll be out by the door I'm just a wisp of the wind Stirring dust on your floor If you look down my trail  Find the wind in the trees And the weight I once bore Come on and lets say it lets say it now Won't be chained to the pain living this life of grace The moss hanging down Breaths a sigh of relief Cause although I've done wrong In the end I will fall And I'll fly on the breeze