Pennsylvania Blue Ridge High

Words and Music by Kevyn Bashore

Sittinʼ by the fireside
In the Appalachian moonlight
Singinʼ to the western sky
Prayinʼ under heavenʼs eyes

The misty mountain air
Lifts my dayʼs despair
And as I turn my thoughts to you
The crickets take their cue

And in this hallowed forest hall
I stand, undone by the beauty of it all
And as I lay me down to sleep

I can hear the distant thunder
I can smell the honeysuckle on the breeze
I can feel my heartbeat tremble
When You look at me

I can hear the horses rumble
I can taste the nectar of the rain in spring
I can feel my stone heart crumble
When You smile at me
As I lay me down to sleep

The Pennsylvania Blue Ridge Highlands
Ainʼt like the Rocky Mountains
But they burst with fields and fountains
From the Blood of just and mighty men

Remembering our days gone by
Of pain and questions why
Of angels, wars, and cries
Of dreams to do or die...

And now itʼs time for our broken bell of Liberty
To ring once more to set our Spirits free
And as I lay me down to sleep

I can hear the distant thunder
I can smell the honeysuckle on the breeze
I can feel my heartbeat tremble
When You look at me

I can hear the horses rumble
I can taste the nectar of the rain in spring
I can feel my stone heart crumble
When You smile at me

Running on a ridge without a care
Stripped of all--and standing bare
Though the lightning strikes--
And the earth may tear--
You whisper on the wind

Though I stand in a field of bones
Desperate, dry, and all alone
You revive my dreams
As I sing to you
And your love song
Blows on the wind

(music bridge)

And when my time here on earth
Comes to an end
Iʼll be singinʼ on this mountain
To you, and then...
As I lay me down to sleep...

I will hear the distant thunder
I will smell the honeysuckle on the breeze
I will feel my heartbeat tremble
When You look at me

I will hear the horses rumble
I will taste the nectar of the rain in spring
I will feel my stone heart crumble
When you look at me
When You smile at me
When you come for me