[Verse 1] Under the moon's soft glow, Where the old oak whispers low, I walk the path I've known, Through the fields where dreams have grown. [Chorus] Home, the Wiggery, Where the heart's true melody, Plays in the rustling leaves, And the wind, it softly weaves. [Verse 2] By the river's gentle bend, Where the fireflies dance and blend, I find the peace I seek, In the quiet of the week. [Chorus] Home, the Wiggery, Where the soul's sweet symphony, Rises with the morning dew, And the night, it softly brews. [Bridge] Oh, the stories these walls could tell, Of laughter, love, and farewell, But through it all, they stand, A testament to the land. [Chorus] Home, the Wiggery, Where the spirit's poetry, Lives in every stone and tree, A place that sets us free. [Outro] As the sun dips low, And the day's work's almost through, I'll rest my head, Here, where I'm meant to be. [End]