658. Middleton-Reckless Kelley Mash-up

This roomless fire drifts away,
A failed attempt to warm my bones.
Scarce are the signs of child’s play,
This cold is useless without the snow.

And I’m on the road

Bound for home

Back to what I know

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Back to Idaho

There’s a river tumblin’ down the mountainside,
I can feel the north wind blow,
Through the trees and over to the other side,
Carry me down to the valley below.

Soles of my shoes succumb to the miles.
My ragged clothes left frayed and torn.
Admist the solitude and silence,
Under the snow capped peaks where I was born.

Back to Idaho

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But I’m finally home…

…Idaho

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This is all good. Good. Finally Good!!!