[Lyric] The Traveler (Harlowe and the Great North Woods)

[Verse 1]
My mother was the south, warm in her ways
My father was the north, cold when it mattered
My sister was the west, oh how I miss her
My brother was the east, some roads hold his name

[Verse 2]
Grass is growing, even when I'm gone
Some doors stay cracked, there’s a glow in the [?]
These lights will only guide me, never hold my hand
Like a feather I will wander, like any [?]

[Outro]
(Indistinct background Chatter)