Verse 1 I was driving past the ridges when the daylight slipped away, Saw a shimmer through the treetops like the end of a forgotten day. Pulled over by the gravel, felt the hush beneath the stars, And the forest of Arkansas was humming like an old guitar. Chorus In the shadows of the pines, where the daylight turns to gold, I found a trail that whispered things I never should’ve been told. There’s a place the river keeps, where the night begins to stir, And the forest of Arkansas keeps calling me back to her. Verse 2 I walked deeper past the hollows where the moss grows soft and green, Heard a rustle in the branches like a voice caught in between. There were footprints by the water, fading out beneath the dew, And the forest of Arkansas was watching like it somehow knew. Chorus In the shadows of the pines, where the daylight turns to gold, I found a trail that whispered things I never should’ve been told. There’s a place the river keeps, where the night begins to stir, And the forest of Arkansas keeps calling me back to her. Bridge Maybe some roads find you when you’re trying to disappear, Maybe some spirits echo only when the night is near. I don’t know what I’m chasing, but I know what I heard: The forest of Arkansas keeps calling me back to her. Final Chorus In the shadows of the pines, where the daylight turns to gold, I found a trail that whispered things I never should’ve been told. There’s a place the river keeps, where the night begins to stir, And the forest of Arkansas keeps calling me back to her… Calling me back to her.
