Some lyrics I wrote as a young mountain hiking hippie, put to music after 30 years. I play all instruments and provide vocals. Drums courtesy of Jammer. I mixed it. It is not mastered.
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Lyrics
Sit inside all alone with your hoarded rare collectibles
I can see no sign of life that is detectible
Sunken there in your chair I see no flicker in your eyes
Lets take a drive up to the mountains and well try one on for size
Wont you come with me to see some trees wide as a truck
Lets grab a rod, grab a reel and well wish ourselves some luck
Or spend an entire day just sitting lazing by a stream
And if we come home empty handed, still its better than a dream.
Dont want to sound like some John Denver, no hes not my type
Or hand you that upstream Colorado Rocky Mountain hype
But wouldnt you like to get out in the woods just for a while?
It beats sitting round watching television by a county mile