Lyrics

Stone House On Blueberry Hill
words and music by David Elias

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Well the wire was strung higher than
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anyone there could have known
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And the kinder the reminder the less
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chance they'd make it back home
There was smoke, there was fog
There were blueberries wild on the hill
There was silence there was humming
Pacing and drums without will

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There's a signal in the campfire and nobody knows what it means
There's a young man who looks old and tired
With eyes that won't say anything
There's a soldier, there's a farmer
A stone house burned black from within
There are friendships that have parted
And brothers who are missing their kin

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There's a buckle made of silver
A leather purse empty of coins
And a bottle to deliver some freedom wherever you're going
I was there
I was watching
From an island of trees they were ash
I was empty
I was lonesome
I had questions and no one to ask
There's a blue ridge in the Blue Ridge
And a history of wanderers there
If you're lost in those mountains
Remember to look for me there

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