Blue Ridge

The sun's coming up, here I am again

Carving both of our names in the bark

The sun's coming up, as it's always been

Pulling song from the lungs of the lark

Now I don't mind this thirst all the time

To be first in the sun

To be cursed, it might be fun

Such fun

The sun's coming up, I'm awake again

As I sit staring out at the park

The sun's coming up on Blue Ridge again

I forget why I left in the start

Still the sun's coming up on Blue Ridge again

You forgot where I was in your heart

But I don't mind this thirst all the time

To be first in the sun

With this thirst on my mind

To be first in the sun

To be first in the sun

To be cursed, it might be fun

Such fun