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John's Pond

(Steve Nelson)
Steve Nelson

John's Pond       Steve Nelson                                                                                                                                                      

June bugs buzzin’ out on John's Pond

Water slaps the row boat's side   

Stars jump out of the black beyond

It looks like they've all learned to fly

 

All the years just come and gone

The days we drove down Hoophole Road

The nights we waited 'til the dawn

For that sunrise speckled lake of gold

 

         This is the closest I'll be

         This is the nearest I'll get

         And it don't seem fair to me

         But I better get ready

         For what's comin' next

 

The air down here gets heavy and wet

Rains and rains but it never dries

You settle into what you get

A piece of hill in the Nashville skies

 

Seems like life don't want to rhyme

Then it all falls into place

It's all distance over time

Just some steps you can't retrace

 

         This is the closest I'll be

         This is the nearest I'll get

         And it don't seem fair to me

         But I better get ready

         For what's comin' next

 

June bugs buzzin’ out on Johns' Pond

Water slaps the row boat's bow

It's still there and I'm still gone

That was then and this is now

                                    ©2005 Nelsounds (SESAC)