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[Verse 1] An old wooden porch and a screen door that swings A worn-out guitar with some rust on the strings The afternoon shadows are starting to bend Like a hand on my shoulder, the voice of a friend [Chorus] Oh, the wind through the pines has a story to tell Of the years that we lost and the places we fell But the warmth in the quiet is all that remains Like a beautiful picture untouched by the rain [Verse 2] There’s a trunk in the attic of letters unread And a map of the roads that we promised to tread The dust in the sunlight is spinning like gold And the air's getting sweet as the evening turns cold [Chorus] Oh, the wind through the pines has a story to tell Of the years that we lost and the places we fell But the warmth in the quiet is all that remains Like a beautiful picture untouched by the rain [Outro] Just a soft-spoken harmony under the moon A nostalgic old tune ending way too soon [Instrumental Outro] [Fade Out]
