Small Fred Everything Possible The Other Side Of The Wood We met in the quiet of the meadow We rambled hand in hand through the glade We lay entwined on a pallet Of clover and columbine made But now the forest fills with shadows And the raven and the wolf call your name And you wonder how you ever came to wander So deep into this unknown terrain So go your way I cannot hold you Nor would I detain you if I could I will wait for you in the clearing On the other side of the wood How I would speed to your rescue Through the darkwood so wild and overgrown But where you go I cannot follow The staff you hew must be your own For my comfort would only confine you And my love would close about you like a shroud All my fears for you would confound you All my fears for myself would drag you down I know the wind will tell you stories And every tale come to a bloody end But somewhere in that dread parade of possibilities Is it possible I am your friend To walk with a companion is a blessing To forfeit one's freedom is a curse To open the heart's wounds is agony To bind them tight is even worse Wherever the light before you leads you And whether you find me or no My love will travel softly at your shoulder And abide with you wherever you may go