Blue Sky Song

When I first found the path to the mountain 

I looked ahead and I saw my reflection 

With the songs and the passing clue above 

I'm an evening rambler down the way just searching 

And singing a sweet song of peace and love 


Just cause the blue sky is passing it doesn't mean that you have to go 

Well know the blue sky is crashing down 

And the great sound of life is crooked now 


I woke up one winter morning 

and I heard the songs that anyone would hear 

About the change just coming like you'd care 

Then I heard the notes of my transformation 

I looked up and you were standing there 


I went down to sweet old Kentucky 

That's where I heard the lonesome sound 

The one that resembles blame 

I opened my mind and I heard that realization 

That we're all just the same