Chenoah Lee

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True North (Coming March 3, 2012)
    fog 
I grew up outside the city
Farmland was my backyard
Nothing in the world's as pretty
The sun burns down, then shoots the stars

Today I found a trunk in the attic
Filled with visions cloaked as clothes
Letters buried at the bottom
With tattered edges from long ago

I close my eyes
And wave away these memories
They're all around me
Thick as fog

My grandpa wore an overcoat
And he smelled just like the rain
He left us before the New Year
But his coat still smells the same

I would rise up in the morning
To find the dew had fallen down
Remember stories from his telling
With his coat wrapped all around

I close my eyes
And wave away these memories
They're all around me
Thick as fog

In the summer in the evening
You could catch out on the wind
Scent of mornings long since leaving
And of places I've never been

They buried him up on the mountain
Left no marker by his grave
Let him go back to the dust
Out of where we all once came

I close my eyes
And wave away these memories
They're all around me
Thick as fog

I close my eyes
And wave away these memories
They're all around me
Thick as fog

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