This is my last track. I posted two the first week, so this brings me to an eleven song album.
I'll need to re-record this, but I think it sounds pretty cool kinda rough like this. If you listen closely, you can hear my wife cleaning up the kitchen.
I think this is one of the better things I've written – it does all the things I like a song to do, but it's not over-complicated (as I tend to be).
To Build a Fire and all that. . .
lyrics
I
I went for a ramble
One pale winter’s morn
The sky overhead gave no hint of a storm
I reached for my pipe
But I fumbled my pouch
Match-sticks and tobacco and all did pour out
Hi-O
II
I went for a ramble
One pale winter’s morn
The sting of the air was no cause for alarm
I stroll at my leisure
I stray from the trail
This worried me not for the way I knew well
Hi-O
When a cloud
Came and swallowed
What there was of the Sun
I wondered aloud,
"Lord, what have I done?"
III
I went for a ramble
One pale winter’s morn
And I huffed in my hands and I tried to keep warm
But my fingers were stupid
And deaf to my wills
Then the frost bared its teeth and it gnawed at my heels
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