Walking through the sundried forest,
Hearing the crunch of the leaves beneath me,
Watching the dark sky through the trees,
Listening to the ambeince of nature.

As I walk alone, I conceive the thought of being companionless,
Asking myself where is the fear of it, its not there,
Perhaps the ambience replaces the companion that isn't there,
Perhaps I'm dillusional in my own mind,

As I hear the crunch of the leaves beneath me,
With every crunch I hear another,
Which ensures me I'm still alive,
I feel one with the forest

Watching the dark sky through the trees,
As I look up I see the stars, and the moon,
Stars signify all others in your life,
The moon signifies the one that means the most.

Cherish the one that means the most,
This will keep you alive,
Because if you believe in your heart, you are never alone,
Cherish the one that means the most.