From the recording Sombre Mountain


Once I saw the northern lights
In the winter one dark night
Took my breath and words away
So much beauty on display

But that was just another me
Deep back in my history

Once I walked the High Line too
On Christmas eve but not with you
Snowflakes swirled and sirens blew
Round the roofs against the blue

But that was just another me
Caught up in my history

Now I walk along the shore
At Brunswick Heads, at forty-four
Rich in years and hopes and dreams
Embracing all the in-betweens

This is where I want to be
Caught up in life’s mystery