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Nathan B. Spooner

Where the water meets the highway
see the glacier on the mountain, endless is the view.
Up so high you can barely see on the open highway skyway
so far above you.

Can you hear the mountain rivers overhead you see the eagle
far above you. The reflection on the water, icy pillars of the
heavens, right before you.

And it’s southeast Alaska dreaming,
es it’s southeast Alaska sunshine some times.

By the middle of September, my darling daughter is just five weeks old.
As I walk along the highway feel the warmth of the sunshine, it
drives away the rain.

You can hear the mountain rivers overhead you see the eagle
far above you. The reflection on the water, icy pillars of the
heavens, right before you.

And it’s Southeast Alaska dreaming,
yes it’s Southeast Alaska sunshine some times.

Where the water meets the highway see the glaciers on the mountain
endless is the view. Up so high you can barely see on the open highway skyway eagle flies alone.

Somedays there is sunshine, somedays there is rain.
Somedays I am with you
Sometimes you are, so far away.

And it’s South……..east Alaska dreaming, yes it’ South……east Alaska sunshine some times, wh oa o ….…in my mind.

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