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OUT HERE UNDER THE SKY
WRITTEN AND PUBLISHED BY: J.R HILTON
I WAKE UP TO ANOTHER DAY
NO IDEA WHAT I'M GOING TO DO
THINGS GO THROUGH MY HEAD
AS I THINK EACH ONE THROUGH
CAN'T DO MUCH OR GET TO FAR
THINGS BEING WHAT THEY ARE
I FIND MYSELF ON COUNTRY ROADS
I STOP TO STAND IN A FIELD
I TAKE A PICTURE OF THE BEAUTY I SEE
CAPTURED TO SEE FOREVER
HAWK ON A FENCE POST
HORSE ON A FARM
I JUST KEEP DRIVING, I DON'T SEE NO HARM
SHEEP IN A MEADOW, BABBLING BROOK
I HAVE TO STOP TO HAVE A LOOK
PASTORAL QUIET TIMES
I PUT MYSELF IN A STATE OF MIND
I KEEP COMING BACK HERE TO THE PEACE I FIND
THE ROOM TO BREATHE AND CLEAR MY HEAD
OF ALL THE JUNK THAT WEIGHS ME DOWN
HOLDS ME TO MEDIOCRITY IN A PLACE I DON'T BELONG
OUT HERE UNDER THE SKY
I COME ALIVE
SURROUNDINGS I MY LENS, IN THE GATHERING LIGHT
HOPE THAT WAS FRAMED JUST RIGHT
CAPTURED FOREVER
IN A CLICK YOU SEE WHAT I SEE
JUST ANOTHER EXTENSION OF ME
CAST IN THE MORNING SUNLIGHT
ON THE EDGE OF A DREAM
LITTLE PIECES OF THE BEAUTY THAT I'VE SEEN
AND THE UGLINESS THAT LAYS HIDING SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN
EMBRACE THE MOOD, CATCH THE DAY
I SEE IT WON'T GET AWAY
PICTURES OF THE BEAUTY THAT I SEE
AND WHAT MISS I'LL GET THE NEXT TIME AROUND
STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE
CAMERA IN MY HAND
WIND BLOWING THROUGH MY HAIR
AND PEACE THAT FILLS MY SOUL
YOU'D HAVE TO BE HERE TO REALLY KNOW
LOOK AT THIS PICTURE
YOU CAN SEE HOW IT ALL GOES
I FIND MYSELF ON COUNTRY ROADS
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