Juan de Fuca
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I remember weekend trips to Juan de Fuca Bay
I didn't really want to go
But the calmness and the freedom of the strait
Why I left it I don't know
There are hours made for waiting
I'm a slave emancipating
A nice quiet cabin in the woods
Turn the maybes into goods
Surely then I'd feel all right
And I could go on with my life
Buy a pickup, pack it up, and watch the sun go down
Behind the mountains and hills green
Listen solely to the river and the roar
A northern summer is my dream
There are hours made for waiting
I'm a slave emancipating
A nice quiet cabin in the woods
Turn the maybes into goods
Surely then I'd feel all right
And I could go on with my life
There are hours made for waiting
I'm a slave emancipating
A nice quiet cabin in the woods
Turn the maybes into goods
Surely then I'd feel all right
And I could go on with my life