Somewhere In the Distance

A forest stands at the far end of the valley of unreality The leaves are blown by an autumn breeze let the wind do its work we walk down the path and see the brillant colors in the distance someday we'll return home but for the present we will just enjoy what we can there is so little time to waste We must make haste! Somewhere in the distance a bird is winging its way to it's nest We are strangers in this land and must close the curtain all too soon Somewhere in the distance the small bird is returning home It's out of sight now but we have seen it fly We're not birds but our spirits can soar