Lyrics
I left the noise of the city behind,
Traded the rush for the whispering pines.
The gravel road, it turned to dirt,
And my old boots found where they don't hurt.
The river talks in a language I know,
Its song runs deep, steady and slow.
Into the quiet wild I go,
Where the stars above put on their show.
No walls, no chains, just a free man's smile,
Living my truth in the quiet wild.
A cabin I built with my two hands,
The firewood stacks, the calloused plans.
The wind carves stories through the hills,
And the moon keeps watch while the night spills.
The wolves, they sing in a lonesome choir,
Their voices rise like a church on fire.
Into the quiet wild I go,
Where the stars above put on their show.
No walls, no chains, just a free man's smile,
Living my truth in the quiet wild.