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White Clouds Over the Canyon

dadavis1954

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About

1970's Folk

Lyrics

Verse 1

Friday evening

Found us driving fast and heading north

I packed a wool sweater

(A wool sweater)

Because you said the air feels different on the coast

Bare feet

Cold lake

Big mistake

Pre-Chorus

Packed the map

Packed the matches

We forgot the salt and we forgot the plan

Chorus

White clouds over the canyon

White clouds over the bay

(Everything turns)

Everything turns into a memory today

We found our own way

(Found our own way)

We found our own way

Verse 2

Pine trees

Perfect peace

Woke up to a woodpecker tapping on the glass

Scrambled eggs on a burner that wouldn't catch

You looked older

Different light

No phone calls

Pre-Chorus

Packed the map

Packed the matches

We forgot the salt and we forgot the plan

Chorus

White clouds over the canyon

White clouds over the bay

(Everything turns)

Everything turns into a memory today

We found our own way

(Found our own way)

We found our own way

Guitar Solo

Bridge

Maybe we stay

(Maybe we stay)

Maybe we go

(Maybe we go)

Maybe we find a place no one else knows

Chorus

White clouds over the canyon

White clouds over the bay

(Everything turns)

Everything turns into a memory today

We found our own way

(Found our own way)

We found our own way

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