This song came out of a backpacking trip I took with my son to Lake Superior Provincial Park. Basement demo.
This song came out of a backpacking trip I took with my son to Lake Superior Provincial Park. Basement demo.
Verse 1:
Moments before daybreak, mist is on the rise
The stillness hanging fragile as a leaf.
Nothing’s in a hurry, whether feathered, scaled or furry
My tattered soul comes here for sweet relief.
I wish that I could capture the magic of this lake
Pack it up and bring it home with me.
Save it for a day when peace seems far away.
And the only wish within me is to flee.
Chorus 1:
Superior laughs, Superior weeps.
Superior wakes, Superior sleeps
Sends its water spillin’ out the Locks.
Superior gloats, Superior brews
Superior floats my old canoe
Superior waves, Superior shores, Superior rocks.
Verse 2:
I imagine being the first to look upon this inland sea.
The power of its broad and deep expanse.
I wonder if my eyes could fully understand the scene
Would I look at it in fear or confidence?
Granite shores and ancient lore, mariners now lost
Endless evergreens on the horizon.
The struggles of the early ones echo from the past
As I’m drawn into this blazing summer dawn.
Chorus 1:
Superior laughs, Superior weeps.
Superior wakes, Superior sleeps
Sends its water spillin’ out the Locks.
Superior gloats, Superior brews
Superior floats my old canoe
Superior waves, Superior shores, Superior rocks.
Bridge:
From Gargantua, north to Thunder Bay……
The Keweenaw, east past Grand Marais…..
Cold and deep and framed by ancient bluffs……
Antiquity close enough to touch.
Chorus 2 (different):
Superior rocks, Superior rolls.
Superior courses thru my soul
Mighty current cleanses with a shock.
Superior wakes, Superior sleeps
What Superior takes, Superior keeps.
Superior rips, Superior roars, Superior rocks.