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from Home Again
When you pick a sprig of balsam pine,
On your hike along the mountain view,
You can wrap the scent in corduroy,
And bring the mountain home with you.
When you sit beside the ocean's edge
And dream of what might come to be,
Your fingers keep the taste of salt,
From the castles made beside the sea.
I'm lonely at work now,
My hand holds my chin.
And my mischievous fingers remind me,
And cover my grin.
The scent takes me dreaming,
To wildberry pie,
And the wind hits my sails
With the sound of your trembling sigh.
When we work to make a berry pie,
lips can tell where we have been,
Out picking huckleberries wild,
to bring the harvest home again.
And on the way we sang a tune,
what I said is what I meant,
Our love is like a red, red rose--
it leaves a certain subtle scent.
I'm lonely at work now.
My hand holds my chin,
And my mischievous fingers remind me and cover my grin
The scent takes me dreaming,
of wildberry pie,
And the wind hits my sails with the sound of your trembling sigh.
And the wind hits my sails with the sound of your trembling sigh.
© David Wilcox, all rights reserved
- Album:
- Blaze
- Miscellaneous
- Open Hand
- Natural Edge
- Best Of
- Live Songs & Stories
- Underneath
- Turning Point
- Thirteen Songs
- Home Again
- The Natural Edge
- How Did You Find Me Here
- Over 60 Minutes With...
- Nightshift Watchman
- Bad Reputation
- My Eyes Keep Me in Trouble
- Out Of The Woods
- Into The Mystery
- East Asheville Hardware
- Big Horizon