Days were still, A storm brewed over this hill, With no hand to hold and a light to guide, Found a shelter only to hide, Your custodian presence so rare, Yet I never ceased to care, Some passed, some remained, You were always on my mind As I walked this independent Route, Independent route, To the older and newer places Independent route, I'll never forget those faces Instrumental Back and forth this home, that home Like a pendulum I've moved to and fro, Tears and smiles like sides of coin Tossed and caught by hands but mine This whistling wind, it whispered my name The door had opened like an invitation I didn't but it did find me, so I walked this independent Route, Independent route, To the older and newer places Independent route, I'll never forget those faces Oh I could count them all, With them came music And only stark silence Once they left Instrumental