Replicated CD of The King's Lute in jewel case--no lyric booklet; download includes pdf songbook files.
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Quetico Provincial Park, in Canada, is north of the Boundary Waters Canoe Area, in Minnesota. Both parks are accessible only by canoe, since there are no roads, and the only foot trails are short rough paths from one lake to the next. I spent a week in Quetico a few summers ago. We crossed the US-Canada border at a customs office so remote it is supplied by weekly drops from a float plane. I wrote these lyrics on the drive home, though coming up with the right tune took several years. Someday I will go back.
lyrics and melody by Catherine Faber, 2011
Chiseled out by glaciers in the hands of long ago,
Where the loons slide in to landing, in the sunset's molten glow,
She has called to me all winter, from beneath the ice and snow--
You may see the moose and marten as down to drink they steal,
Or the snapping turtle sulking seven feet beneath your keel,
And the Stellars Jays come jostling when the food bag you unstow--
By the molten gold of sunrise are the western treetops kissed,
While the lake is like a mirror in a shawl of shade and mist,
And my heart fills up with silence in the only prayer I know:
Dry and clean and empty, my canoe lies in her den.
When her hull is kissed by water, she will wake and live again,
When our exile's term is over, we will grab our gear and go--