.When you pick a sprig of balsam pine,
On your hike along the mountain view,
You can wrap the scent in corduroy,
And bring the mountain home with you.
When you sit beside the ocean's edge
And dream of what might come to be,
Your fingers keep the taste of salt,
From.
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