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Black Canyon

Wanderings

By SchmalzPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

I'm going into black canyon

Don't care if I live or die

Steep dark walls like canyons in my mind

And the rock is scree and the waters running high

One little slip and death I will find

Though temptation is something divine

So I go around each bend and switchback again

Following some ghost down a trail there's never been

Maybe deep in this canyon I will find

Purple skies in my dreaming mind

And I know for certain I will die

Drinking Johnny Walker and having myself a time

Maybe the clear blue water can clear my aching mind

Shadowed walls sinking beyond the grasp of time

Black canyon wont you take this life of mine

So when the sun rises on the other side

My bones will be waiting for you to find

And my soul is rising by the great divide

There I'll be waiting just for you to find

I'm going to black canyon

And don't plan to make it out alive

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    Written by Schmalz