Music of the Wind

Thanks to Megan Burns, who sent me this song. This is another song from Camp Arrowhead.

Our songs they linger round the campfire

As sleeping bags are filled

And our last strummed chord falls and no one hears

But the raven in his nest

Chorus:

Though we go home our hearts stay here

Singing and dancing along

To the quiet music of wind in the trees

And the rustling of the leaves

As silence falls over our camp

Everyone dreams of the times we’ve had here

Of climbing and swimming and hiking around

All the things we will hold dear

When the day breaks in the morn

Our bodies leave but our hearts they do not

Tears are shed though we know we’ll return

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