Telling Stories

Yesterday I was a boy running through the woods
 My dog was my buddy, the wind was green and yellow
 My dad called me to gather cedar branches
 And soon we were sitting around the fire telling stories
 We only have one life but we remember others
 As we go from seed to seed, from glimmer to ashes
 Our hands are very small, our eyes are very big
 As we sit around the fire telling stories
 You were standing in the church, then you moved my way
 I never saw anything so beautiful or so ordinary
 Seemed like we'd met before in a dream as real as stone
 We were sitting around the fire telling stories
 Everyone is scared, everyone's alone
 Unless hand reach for hand when the trouble comes
 All around the world when the dark night falls
 We should be sitting around the fire telling stories
 Love moves like the wind, all we see is change
 I tried so hard to hate you but I love you just the same
 When you gonna visit? When we gonna be
 Sitting around the fire telling stories?
 Yesterday I was a boy tearing through the woods
 Oh my dog was my buddy, and the wind was green and yellow
 My dad called to me to gather cedar branches
 Soon we were sitting around the fire telling stories