Home from the Forest

All the neon lights were flashin'
And the icy winds did blow
Water seeped into his shoes
And the drizzle turned to snow
His eyes were red, his hopes were dead
Wine was runnin' low
And the old man came home
From the forest

His tears fell on the sidewalk
As he stumbled in the streets
A dozen faces stopped to stare
But no one stopped to speak
For his castle was a hallway
And the bottle was his friend
And the old man stumbled in
From the forest

Up a dark and dingy staircase
The old man made his way
His ragged coat around him
As upon his cot, he lay
And he wondered how it happened
That it ended up this way
Getting lost like a fool
In the forest

And as he lay there sleeping
A vision did appear
Upon his mantle, shining
A face of one, so dear
Who loved him in the springtime
Of a long-forgotten year
When the wildflowers did bloom
In the forest

Ocean touched his grizzled fingers
She called him by his name
Then he heard the joyful sound
Of children at their games
In an old house on a hillside
In some forgotten town
Where the river runs down
From the forest

With a mighty roar, the big jets soar
Above the canyon streets
Con men con, but life goes on
For the city never sleeps
But for an old forgotten soldier
The dawn will come no more
For the old man has come home
From the forest

Yes, the old man has come home
From the forest