Campanas by Unknown
Mist is dancing on the lake
Sun is rising, I'm awake
Feeling every muscle ache
Camping
City born and city bred
City noises in my head
Wrapped up in a nylon bed
Camping
Feel the silence of the trees
Taste the sweetness of the breeze
Wrap a bandage round my knees
Camping
I don't think I've ever seen the sky so full of stars
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