| I’m sitting in my bedroom
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| overlooking Findhorn Bay
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| Cluny Hill ion the distance
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| summer on the way
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| Blue skies and sailing boats
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| like a picture in a book
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| I can’t believe I got here
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| or how long it took
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| Living one step at a time
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| putting one foot in front of the other
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| it sure feels right
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| Healing on my mind
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| been a long way
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| been a long way to the light
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| I’d made it to Manhattan
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| built myself a nest
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| I meant to get right back to doing
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| exactly what I do best:
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| Pluggin in an electric guitar,
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| leading a band
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| Well, if you want to give God a laugh
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| — tell him your plans!
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| Summer in the city
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| wilting in the heat
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| buzzing up and down to Bearsville
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| and back to Hudson Street
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| I learned meditation
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| and how to visualise —
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| just breathing, being still
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| never felt more alive!
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| Living one step at a time…
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| I spent the fall in transit
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| circling the moon
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| like a cat on a hot tin roof
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| like a fiddle without a tune
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| I found what I was searching for
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| in Mrs Caddy’s book
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| I had to go there straightaway
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| have myself a look
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| I flew back to Scotland
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| anticipation in my bones
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| the old country welcoming me like a prodigal coming home
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| I knelt and kissed the tarmac
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| in the wild atlantic rain
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| felt the fiery gaelic blood
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| rising in my veins
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| Living one step at a time…
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| I spent the night in Glasgow
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| flew to Inverness
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| I found the Place and at the first
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| I was not impressed
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| Nobody said hello
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| the faces left me cold
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| Back then how was I to know
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| all that would unfold?
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| I entered thje Sanctuary
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| — heard the vioce of a girl
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| sending out a circle of light
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| clear across the world
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| I shuddered in the Power
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| like a seedling in a storm
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| I’ve been travelling to this place
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| since the moment I was born
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| Flew back to New York City
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| singing the big city blues
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| the sand of Findhorn Bay
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| still clingin to my shoes
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| I tried to re-start my life
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| but the life I knew was gone
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| I had to let go everything
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| but that’s another song!
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| Living one step at a time…
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| So I’m sitting in my bedroom
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| overlooking Findhorn Bay
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| Cluny Hill in the distance
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| summer on the way
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| I’m watching sailing boats
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| bobbing to and fro
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| — time to hit the road
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| the only way I know…
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| Living one step at a time… |