Of Hearth & Moss - Where The Wild Mint Grows

Found my footprints by the riverbend, Soft in the moss where the wild mint grows. Feels like the earth remembered me, Even when I let it go. The water hummed a tune I knew, One I hadn’t heard in years, And somehow all the quiet places Spoke the name I used to hear. Where the wild mint grows, The past still breathes in the cool wind’s blows. Every stone, every leaf I chose Waited here through highs and lows. I walked away, but the old path knows, My heart comes home where the wild mint grows. The fence I built still leans the same, Carved initials weathered thin. The willow bows like an old friend’s hand, Welcoming me back again. A robin perched upon the gate Sang the song you loved to hum, And in that softened afternoon, I knew just what I’d become. Where the wild mint grows, The past still breathes in the cool wind’s blows. Every stone, every leaf I chose Waited here through highs and lows. I walked away, but the old path knows, My heart comes home where the wild mint grows. Some memories fade like the winter light, Some bloom back when the season’s right. Where the wild mint grows, I found myself in the undertows. Every root, every path that froze Warmed again as the sunlight rose. I walked away, but the old path knows, I’ll always bloom where the wild mint grows.