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Like a River

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  • 1981.07.01
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It's high on a mountain, the warm winds are blowing And where the winds are blowing to there ain't no way of knowing The mountain grass is short, it's dry and close to burning Crying out for water as the season's turning The sweet smell of the pines, the tall western cedar Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river And I've been too long away from this wild open sky On the concrete trails that wind through the canyons dark and wide With the sounds of people talking in words of blue and gray And smells of doors and windows closed against the day The sweet smell of the pines, the tall western cedar Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river Now the dust lies thick and heavy where my feet are falling There's nothing but the sound of the jaybirds calling My mind grows dry and thirsty as the memories linger Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river The sweet smell of the pines, the tall western cedar Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river The sweet smell of the pines, the tall western cedar Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river The sweet smell of the pines, the tall western cedar Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river

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