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The Mists Of Down Below

Wild wind, take me home to the mists of down below.
I'll be flying come September day.
With no borders in my way, you'll find me home until the May sun burns
the heavy mists of down below.

(Chorus)

I see the rivers flooding strong and people wishing they belonged
Free for anywhere they want to go.
When they pray they can look to the sky
and they'll see me as I pass by
heading for the mists of down below.

Without fields ripe from rain there ain't no way to feed my pain
dreaming of the mists of down below.
Down below is not my fate, there is no land from where I came
not even mists of old Mexico.

(Chorus)

So I looked hard at reasons for the dreamers blowing door to door
dreaming of the mists of down below.
I'm sure they'd go anywhere they could if wings became their neighbourhoods
and there would be nowhere they wouldn't know.

(Chorus)

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from A Concert At The Snoring Sasquatch (2012), released May 2, 2012

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Dan Frechette California

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