“Never Summer, Forever Home”
Steve CormeyThere’s a place I know that I can get to
Tucked away deep in the mountains that I love
Far away from the hustle of the city
The traffic, crowds, the pushing and the shove
It’s a magic place, the keeper of my soul
And its calming waters ease into my mind
When I go, I always find myself there
With each visit there is more of me to find
Never Summer, nights are cold
Days are magic, Spirits bold
Open your eyes and count the streams unfold
Never Summer, Forever Home
There is a dead-end road that leads to the beginning
Of the sacred path that leads me to my soul
And scattered like my memories lie the pine cones
Some are distant, some gone, some new, some old
And there beneath the bald and ancient mountain
Lies a golden meadow cradling a stream
It meanders through the willows and the wetlands
To this peaceful place where I can go to dream
Never Summer, nights are cold
Days are magic, Spirits bold
Open your eyes and count the streams unfold
Never Summer, Forever Home
Rocky Mountain winds lift me to the heavens
Where eagles only dare to ride your song
Yes, there’s a place I know that I can get to
Tucked away deep in the mountains that I love
Open your eyes and see the wonders of Mother Nature’s Gold
Never Summer, Forever Home
Never Summer, Forever Home
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