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A haunting and melodic country waltz that visits the beauty of God's creation. | MP3.com CD: O'Coileain Treasures Anthology - buy it! MP3.com CD: 97+99 - buy it!
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Credits: Written by B.J. Collins, 1997... Performed and produced by B.J. Collins.../...mastered by Bob Luttrell |
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In a field, near a town they call Paradise, where the waters of the Feather cut the mountains in two, there's a woman and a man who've just witnessed the most holy of sunsets, all the way through. When the last dying embers in the sky had all gone, they held one another and whispered a song. CREATION...HOLY CREATION. CREATION...THIS IS HIS CREATION. Somewhere in the shadows of Whitney's great summit, where the trees are three hundred feet higher than the Earth there's an eagle that's soaring with a vision in his eye as he gazes in wonder at the land of his birth. In the legends of the natives whose friendship was good, there's a trail through the ages of the giant redwoods. When the falls of Yosemite go tumbling down to the rocks that are waiting for that kiss from beyond, you can almost hear the melody of water and stone on a cold mountain evening when you're listenin' alone. From the shallows of Mono to the Mammoth water falls, if you listen in the evening, you can hear His Spirit call.
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