Campanas Lyrics
CAMPING<br />
(Mark Cohen)<br />
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Mist is dancing on the lake<br />
Sun is rising, I'm awake<br />
Feeling every muscle ache<br />
Camping<br />
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City born and city bred<br />
City noises in my head<br />
Wrapped up in a nylon bed<br />
Camping<br />
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Feel the silence of the trees<br />
Taste the sweetness of the breeze<br />
Wrap a bandage round my knees<br />
Camping<br />
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I don't think I've ever seen the sky so full of stars<br />
I don't think I've ever been this far away from cars<br />
I don't think my feet can walk another thirty yards<br />
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On a trail aimed at the sky<br />
Must be near a mile high<br />
Wish my pack could learn to fly<br />
Camping<br />
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Count the blisters, every sore<br />
Count the bugs declaring war<br />
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Count on being back for more<br />
Camping<br />
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@outdoors<br />
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