Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Orphan of the Wind -- performed live on an Alaskan Ferry Boat

little boy, don't you lose your place in your copy-books of Time.  The distance that you cover, it may coat your back with grime, but the little birds are singing so early in the morn, and the people of the town you leave won't realize you're gone...

"Orphan of the Wind", verse 3, by Paul A. L. Hall (paulhallart).

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