Juha Keränen: Rare [demo]


I wander through the fields of green
With the wind blowing in my hair
And every breeze that flows my way
Brings a scent that takes me there

To a place where wild violets grow
And the sunshine courts the air
Where every breath I take
Reminds me that life's so rare

I follow my nose down to the stream
Where the old willow sings in the breeze
And each rustle of the leaves
Whispers secrets I can't decode

To a place where wild violets grow
And the sunshine dances in the air
Where every breath I take
Reminds me that life's so rare

The scents of the countryside
Take me to another time
Where the world is not so hard
And the days are long and bright

And every time I leave this place
I feel like something's left behind
But the scents of the countryside
Will always be on my mind.