© Ed Cheech Piskor
Everyone has moments they remember…
Memories that seem to pop out of the dark…
This dream takes me to a massive rock…
Sitting in the beautiful Elk State Park…
Halfway up the side of a mountain…
Yet close enough to smell smoke…
My brother, myself and a friend sat silently…
Enjoying the sights while we toked…
To the right the air was hot and rising…
To the left it was cool and falling…
We laughed about the things to come…
And listened for you to come calling…
This feeling is one I will never forget…
The sounds, the sights, the plants and trees…
Oh the sounds and sweet sweet trees…
A few of the things that put my mind at ease…
A half mile up from a crystal clear river…
Next to a tree that recently fell…
The cool air smells so pure and pristine…
Feelings I don’t have to sell…
It’s rare to be around people I trust…
In a place with friends that let me be me…
My girlfriend, family and a handful of friends…
Are the only ones that let me be free…
The forest has nothing but love for me…
In a way you can say we relate…
Someday I’ll buy a big chunk of land…
Hopefully somewhere up State…
peace – chriscondello
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