Saint Mad

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Canyon Song
by Martha Michael and Jim Harris
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Up on the ridge with the Utah juniper
White cliffroses and Pinchon pine
Earth has swallowed all the insults done to her
Shrugs off centuries and still has time

The river whittles as it wanders
A mighty canyon on its way
To make a niche take time to ponder
Don't have to get there in a day

It's thirty years before Saguaro cactus blooms
The blossoms opening at night
Forty more before it sprouts a branch and looms
A human silhouette embracing the light

You can live throughout longevity
You can blossom when no one sees
You can still branch out at seventy
Take a chance or take your ease

It's thirty years before Saguaro cactus blooms
The blossoms opening at night
Forty more before it sprouts a branch and looms
A human silhouette embracing the light

Don't believe thosewho say it's over
That it's too late now you're past your prime
Just keep on growing branch out and blossom
Where there's breath there's hope and life
And time

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Re this song: Martha wrote the words, inspired by an old cactus in the Grand Canyon, and Jim supplied a melody taken from a dream about a group of children singing.

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