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• Artiste: Intercontinental Music Lab
• Titre: John Muir
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The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness. Worked by a father stern and harder than most of us ever now know A child's hands blistered raw from the plough and the hoe But in free moments running through valleys is where your life began The child is the father of the man Seeing the world through once blind eyes You saw the earth as heaven in disguise So plain folk please now rise For John. Oddly obsessed by the possibilities and properties found within wood And then doing with it as many things as a young mind could Making clocks that creaked along keeping perfect time Machines that tipped you sleepy from your bed before the sun could shine Shepard, farmer, theorist, writer, Wearer of the dungaree Naturalist, explorer, child of the forest A climber of the trees Like a friendly, bearded, wily Womble wandering free You were fathered by “The Nature” And you fathered Yosemite For everyone By scientists with grants your ideas were poo pooed and feared But you knew better and sat patiently knowing behind your beard That one day they would make the trek right to your cabin door And they did We're sorry John you were right our science was flawed It would seem “The Nature” taught you more So thank you now for so very many generations to come For your glaciation theories and for all you have done Far and wide people now care, your influence is felt The sierra club, Laconte, Emerson, Teddy Roosevelt Seeing the world through once blind eyes Music in the animal cries So plain folk please now rise For John. Seeing the world through once blind eyes You wander on through starry skies So plain folk please now rise For John.