Luka Bloom - Gentle On My Mind

Luka Bloom @ Het Depot, Leuven, Belgium - November 2010

GENTLE ON MY MIND
by JOHN HARTFORD

It's knowing that your door is always open
Your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
It's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that dried upon some line
That keeps you on the backroads by the rivers of my memory
Keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that binds me
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walking
It's knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and find
You're moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory
For hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother
She turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
The summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin'
Cracklin' cauldron in some train yard
My beard a rustlin' coal pile and
A dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
You're waving from the backroads by the rivers of my memory
For hours you're just gentle on my mind

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