I got a way I can see you
Close my eyes to watch the ancient water flow
Like a crystal dance that paupers know so well
That’s the way kings keep dreamin’
Hold their head up high and live below forty mile skys
The way that it can be in ocean towns
Things of this world, guess we never really own;
Oh that mountain falls, and then we’re goin’ home
We should try to make the best and get away…
And work on towards a forty mile town
Seems to me we really need to feel love more
Oh, and ordinary smile opens the door
Sometimes all I want to do is dream away…
And wake up in some forty mile town
Forty Mile Town – Eric Johnson
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