Stu Larsen - Seaforth Mackenzie lyrics

Seaforth mackenzie rode his bike into the night He found himself a man among the trees Trading the warmth of day to search for something more Under the moon beneath the leaves Are we moving anywhere at all? Cradled by the comfort in the cold floor And the open road that stretches By the wayside fire Wayfaring strangers gave the safety of a bed To find their rest upon the breeze They put their trust in he who opened up the door Found home wherever they may be Are we moving anywhere at all? Cradled by the comfort in the cold floor And the open road that stretches By the wayside fire Seaforth mackenzie rode his bike into the night He found himself a man among the trees