I want a
home in the mountains
On the banks of a mountain stream
A small bridge between me and the
Yes, that’s one of my dreams.
I’m tired of living in a big noisy
Concrete for grass, skyscrapers
I’m tired of the crime, the smog;
it’s not very pretty
I want to go back to nature; I
want to be free.
I want to arise in the morning
with birds singing ‘good morning’
And whippoorwill’s call out at
The air is still clear and the
neighbors are nice
And the stars in Heaven shine ever
Where shade trees grow all around
Where grass grows so green and
small animals play
The sounds of the stream and
Where I am surrounded by God…what
a glorious day.
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