Track Insight / Lyrics
Augusta whispers, river stone,
Needle-fall where shadows roam.
Sun-dappled banks, a verdant sigh,
I am rooted, watching time drift by.
Pinus radiata, that is my name,
Born of sunlight, and the gentle rain.
My rings record the seasons' slow grace,
A quiet witness to this tranquil place.
The Kennebec flows, a silver thread,
Secrets murmured, softly said.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Breathe it in, and remember me.
Slow the current, still the mind,
Peace you seek, you're sure to find.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Rooted deep for eternity.
Granite shoulders, cool and gray,
Hold the water come what may.
Loons are calling, a haunting sound,
Lost in stillness, safe and bound.
I've seen lovers walk this river shore,
Whispered promises, forevermore.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Breathe it in, and remember me.
Slow the current, still the mind,
Peace you seek, you're sure to find.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Rooted deep for eternity.
Years have passed, a silent count,
Of spring's return, and winter's mount.
I've sheltered birds through stormy nights,
And watched the fireflies ignite.
The river bends, a winding track,
No looking forward, no turning back.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Breathe it in, and remember me.
Slow the current, still the mind,
Peace you seek, you're sure to find.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Rooted deep for eternity.
Sunlight catches on the water bright,
Reflecting stars in the fading light.
I offer solace, strong and free,
A haven built for you and me.
Feel the earth beneath your feet,
A grounding rhythm, bittersweet.
Shadows lengthen, day is done,
The river whispers to the setting sun.
I stand unyielding, tall and strong,
Listening closely where I belong.
Witnessing cycles, ebb and flow,
A silent story, soft and slow.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Breathe it in, and remember me.
Slow the current, still the mind,
Peace you seek, you're sure to find.
Scent of pine, a river's plea,
Rooted deep for eternity!
Pinus radiata, forever near,
Whispering secrets for you to hear.
The river flows, eternally,
And I am rooted, peacefully.
Augusta sleeps… and I remain.
Sun-dappled peace… again.
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