Wednesday Words - Superior Horizon

I had a wonderful time with family up on the North Shore a couple weeks ago. I'm looking forward to speding a few more days up north in August with friends from church.


Superior Horizon
Old 61 I can feel your North Shore callin'
I can feel you callin'
I feel you callin'.
I can smell the pines;
I can hear the Cascade fallin'.
Can’t you hear it fallin'?
The Cascade is fallin’—
Superior Horizon.
The Morning Star is risin'
On Superior Horizon.

Down along Split Rock the big waves are poundin'.
The big waves are poundin'—
They just keep on poundin'.
Back in the Boundaries the magic loon is soundin'.
Can’t you hear it sounding?
The magic loon is soundin'—
Superior Horizon.
The golden sun is shinin'
On Superior Horizon.

Let my eyes rest easy in your northern light;
Let me fill my lungs with misty morning;
Let me find my spirit in the sea bird's flight
Soaring over the horizon—
Superior Horizon.

Give a j-stroke push out across the glassy Gunflint—
Glidin’ on the Gunflint, the glassy Gunflint.
Walk a woodland mile where the Devil Track is runnin’.
Can’t you hear it runnin’?
The Devil Track is runnin’.
Superior Horizon—
The silver moon is smilin’
On Superior Horizon.

Let my eyes rest easy in your northern light;
Let me fill my lungs with misty morning;
Let me find my spirit in the sea bird's flight
Soaring over the horizon—
Superior Horizon.

Words and Music by Dave Burkum. 
© Copyright 1994 by Dave Burkum.

Written in December of 1994, this is the first song I ever wrote about a place or region.  Although I've seen oceans, mountain ranges, and natural wonders all around the USA, the beautiful Lake Superior Region (particularly the Minnesota North Shore and the Boundary Waters Canoe Area) is the first to move me to song.  The unspoiled beauty, natural diversity and abundant mystery has enchanted me like no other place.