A beautiful evening at the Log Cabin.


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Logs creak underfoot as the sun starts to rise
The Boreal whispers with a soulful disguise
Coffee on the stove but no clock to command
Living by the forest
Powered by my own hand

[Chorus]
Off the grid where the wild winds play
No neon lights
Just the milky way
Early in the morn on a quiet dock
We cast our lines
Hear the ticking stop

[Verse]
Wood smoke curls where the chimney grins wide
Pine trees and rivers
They’re on my side
A cabin
A haven
No roads that intrude
Just me and the earth in eternal feud

[Bridge]
Around a fire pit
No dead screens glare
The night holds secrets
The stars always share
Quiet conversations mixed with cricket symphony
A world away from the things I used to be

[Verse]
The loons call softly from the distant shore
The fish now bite like they've done before
The birches swaying
They’re nodding hello
While the river hums its blues down below

[Chorus]
Off the grid where the wild winds play
No neon lights
Just the milky way
Early in the morn on a quiet dock
We cast our lines
Hear the ticking stop