Home From The Forest Lyrics - Gordon Lightfoot

Oh the neon lights were flashin' and the icy wind did blow 

The water seeped into his shoes and the drizzle turned to snow 

His eyes were red, his hopes were dead and the wine was runnin' low 

And the old man came home from the forest 

His tears fell on the sidewalk as he stumbled in the street 

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 he 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'd loved him in the springtime of a long-forgotten year 

When the wildflowers did bloom in the forest 

She touched his grizzled fingers and she called him by his name 

And 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 

And the con men con but life goes on for the city never sleeps 

And to an old forgotten soldier the dawn will come no more 

For the old man has come home from the forest