BAR HARBOR
Music. lyrics, vocal, guitars by Jon Ber
Winds from the north came suddenly.
The sky opened-up it started to snow.
When white swept the soil,
contemplations evoked:
may you and I?
You were shy in Augusta.
Brave in Bangor.
Aloof the moon,
had lit up the welcome post
to Bar harbor.
It was known all along,
that rivers somehow return to the sea.
I've no one to return to.
Loveless yet free,
I keep moving on.
Never fearing that my restless soul,
will forever be wondering on.
The ways of the nomads,
Troubadours.
I'm a Vagabond.
