when the world gets deep
I get off my feet
and arrive at a special place...
it's a town I've never seen
so I can paint any picture I need...
when I'm there I feel free
watching an eagle feed its born
as the Marlboro man rides at dawn
you won't find me on hands and knees...
in Heaven, Montana
rainbows splash on a baby blue sky
soft powder clouds roll in and roll by
a fresh cool breeze leaves you at ease
you can find yourself
without having to try
sunrise over mountains
moonlight under trees
old marble fountains
spill into streams
it's the perfect life in dreams
every time I go there
it's even more than it seems...
in Heaven, Montana
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Heaven, Montana
Posted by Bob at 9:29 AM
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