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Pack my camera, film to spare
I've dreamt of pristine mountain air
I packed my courage, I packed my gun
I swear to God I'm not on the run
My reflection doesn't end
In the photographs of the water's edge
My rescue is imminent
But time is losing all its sense
The cold wind does get in my bones
It steals my breath as I think of home
Through greying skies comes gold sunshine
The glimmer off that gun shell blinds me
Send my love to anyone who reads
My final words and apologies
As winter and the trees close in on me
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Highland Blues
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Lonely loon yelling at the moon, nobody sings that deep
The whippoorwill sounds so shrill when you're laying down to sleep
Deep in the thickets are the metronome crickets
Heart beats along with their cheeps
The bullfrog groans so monotone
It's nice with the rain in the leaves
Highland soothes, kicking the blues outta' me
Coyote calls as darkness falls, a beaver makes a lodge in the deep
The bugs die down and we're left with the sound of the crackle of fire in the breeze
Down at the lake where the boat makes a wake, a bear stands alone in the trees
I think to myself, that the key to good health, is drifting along in the leaves
Highland soothes, kicking the blues outta' me
You don't spend much money, and things aren't so funny, when there's that many stars past the trees
And the air turns cool like the old bar stool that's a long ways away from my feet
Highland soothes, kicking the blues outta' me
When you used to be afraid of the great landscapes of old man mythologies
It's printed in books and you get dirty looks when you say that you've never seen those trees
Highland soothes, kicking the blues outta' me
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John Rose Kingston, Ontario
John is a singer, songwriter, and composer from Ontario, Canada.
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