The sky's all darkening Watch the aspen leaves blow Takes a hundred thousand different roots Just to get one tree to grow The lightning strikes Deals its mighty blow And it's us winding down around the mountain Following our little road Coming down Coming around Coming down Coming around While you were dreaming of mercy And the old ones lined up in a row All the while we've been fast asleep They were whispering to us "grow" Coming down Coming around Coming down Coming around The other night I saw two deer In the twilight's evening glow With their antlers soft and spongey still Sniffing out which way to go Coming down Coming around Coming down Coming around Coming down Coming around Coming down Coming around