Voice in the Wilderness
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Lyrics
Cattails stir in the once white snow Cowichan colours ache in the cold But the Tim Horton Donut is always fresh Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness Black crow, apple tree, all in a row Cedar dark green over fields of snow Down the 401, rumble and roll Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness And the broken trees from last year's storm Still hung there crippled in the morning Birds, they come their wounds to dress Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness And the broken trees from last year's storm Still hung there crippled in the morning Birds, they come their wounds to dress Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness And phone call comes in the afternoon The hurting cold has got to you There is no one to dress your wounds You're a voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness And the broken trees from last year's storm Still hung there crippled in the morning Birds, they come their wounds to dress Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness And the broken trees from last year's storm Still hung there crippled in the morning Birds, they come their wounds to dress Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness Cattails stir in the once white snow Cowichan colours ache in the cold But the Tim Horton Donut is always fresh Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness Voice in the wilderness
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:44
- Tempo
- 97 BPM