The endless sky won't dry your eye, nor shed a tear for thee
The rain won't quench your deepest thirst, nor sunrise help you see
The mountain won't provide your quest, or lift your legs in turn
The wind will kiss your every step, until your cheeks do burn
The mystic won't reveal your path, nor take away your fear
Your ears won't let you listen in, they only seem to hear
The traveler never leaves their home, tomorrow never comes
Yesterday will always ache inside these rented bones
Just because you spend your time running round the rim, doesn't mean you can't tip back and let yourself fall in.
Gorgeous fingerstyle guitar playing from this Portland, Oregon musician that captures the spirit of American Primitive in dazzling detail. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2021