From the recording Trans-Mountaineer
“I am sailing to some space where my soul’s reborn”, announces the Folk singer in the finale to the introspective odyssey of the TRANS-MOUNTAINEER. A stripped-down simple country picking acoustic guitar & a wailing harmonica highlight an authoritative voice, clearly delivering the sense of longing in the lyrics of this Americana ballad.
Lyrics
I’m tying up my boots.
I’m tired of the routine.
Everyone looks the same; acts the same,
Oh, but not me!
I am leaving
The land where my bones were born!
I am sailing
To some space where my soul’s reborn!
I’m headed up north
To some sierra up yonder.
I’m trading these palm trees
For hundred-foot pines.
I am leaving
The land where my bones were born!
I am sailing
To some space where my soul’s reborn!
I’m leaving Corona.
Good bye Riverside,
Orange County Junior,
So long Los Angeles!
I am leaving
The land where my bones were born!
I am sailing
To some space where my soul’s reborn!