Dan Fogelberg

Dan Fogelberg - The Reach lyrics

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It's Maine, and it's Autumn, the birches have just begun turning
It's life and it's dying
The lobstermen's boats come returning 
With the catch of the day in their holds
And the young boy is cold and complaining
The fog meets the beaches and out on the Reach it is raining

It's father and son, it's the way it's been done since the old days
It's hauling by hand ten miles out from the land where their chow waits
And the days are all lonely and long 
And the seas grow so stormy and strong but
The Reach will sing welcome as homeward they hurry along

And the morning will blow away as the waves crash and fall
And the Reach like a siren sings as she beckons and calls
As the coastline recedes from view and the seas swell and roll
I will take from the Reach all that she has to teach to the depths of my soul

The wind brings a chill, there's a frost on the sill in the morning
It creeps through the door, on the edge of the shore ice is forming
Soon the northers will bluster and blow
And the woods will be whitened with snowfall
And the Reach will lie frozen for the lost and unchosen to row

And the morning will blow away as the waves crash and fall
And the Reach like a siren sings as she beckons and calls
As the coastline recedes from view and the seas swell and roll
I will take from the Reach all that she has to teach to the depths of my soul
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Author: Dan Fogelberg

Composer: Dan Fogelberg

Publisher: CBS Inc.

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: The Innocent Age (1981)

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