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david arn - black dog-the photographer's tale كلمات أغنية

my children fear i’m getting old
from my advice they seem estranged
i need to make the time to go up the road
before my reflection’s changed

the ocean’s always been my home
low tides won’t last
i want to wake up in different sunlight
change the shadow of my past

oh, black dog sleeping with your head on my knee
the window is wide open, surely by now you’d fly free

in the morning i’ll pack an overnight bag
take the short way up the coast
dust off old chances
with one who loves her country most

things never turned out like our plans
through circumstance we wouldn’t step out of line
i still can feel the warmth of her soft hands
the glances i wasn’t sure were mine

oh, black dog sleeping with your head on my knee
the window is wide open, surely by now you’d fly free
my younger self came to me last night
boots worn out from the pace
i was way past crying
summer was in my face

our drinking time is sacred
with metaphors of what will be
all these years and i still can’t believe
things i cannot touch or see

- david arn

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