Out In The Country
Whenever I need to leave it all behind
Or feel the need to get away
I find a quiet place, far from the human race
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Whenever I feel them closing in on me
Or need a bit of room to move
When life becomes too fast, I find relief at last
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime...
I stand alone...
My friend Mary does wonderful things with
her regular posts "Mosaic Monday"
they are filled with
imagination,
love,
a creative eye,
thoughtfulness,
and
a quiet observance of what
makes this world special.....
This week,
her work reminded me of this song...
one of my favorites from the 70's.
It brings back those carefree summers
that I spent in my teen years
lifeguarding at one of the local
pools......
acquiring a tan,
reading trashy novels,
laughing with friends,
and
of course,
blowing that whistle!
smiles.
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