The Weary Traveller Patrick Godfrey Copyright Apparition Music Inc. 2012 SOCAN

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This is a song for the weary traveller
Who rests between the sunset and the dawn.
His dream is bright,
His heart stays light
He wakes up singing,
"It's just another road, walk on."

Verse 1:

We heard the wolves out on the lake tonight.
They were calling out to everyone around.
Oooooooo….
How I love that ancient sound.
Silhouettes of tires spinning
Through the bugs and past those lonely doors.
Dreams of moose and the red leaf maple,
Star Lake, black rock, shining shore.

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Verse 2:

A starry night in Mexico,
Up on a high plateau where cactus bloom.
The air is cold, but there will be no snow.
On the red rose outside my room.
It's Christmas, and the bells are ringing,
Through the hills, in the towns and in my heart.
Children's voices, their sweet songs singing,
But tomorrow comes, and the journey must start.

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A silent night in the desert.
Even the camels are asleep.
The haunting voices of the whirlwinds rest,
My thoughts travel slow and deep.
There are pilgrims lost in Asia.
There is dust beyond the edge of the red shift.
It rises in the very image of a Sultan,
Who rescues night from boredom as his parting gift.

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Now I am alone, I practice magic.
Ancient chords, secret scales and melodies.
Counting beats, they are comic, some are tragic.
Some might alarm, and some might please.
But all this time the traveller lies in silence,
Protected by his quilt of memories.
The peaceful dreams on guard against dark violence,
To his soul, his ankles and his knees.

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