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Written in 1983. Imagine yourself on a road where all you can see is trees...
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Written in September, 1994 while sitting next to a quiet stream deep in the Vermont forest.
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Originally written in early 1995. The melody suggested the title. The song became the album`s title track because its mood reflects the underlying theme.
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Written in early 1996. The imagery is circa 1000 A.D. somewhere in Europe.
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Written in 1984. The original words and lady this was written about have long since disappeared but the song and melody survive.
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The oldest song on the album was written in the fall of 1981 for an old girlfriend.
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Written in the fall of 1985. Some things are an illusion at best - especially when combined with hopeless optimism.
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Written in December of 1995. Hence, the title.
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The basic structure of this song was an improvisation that I often jammed with friends over the years. The arrangement was finished during the course of recording and then I had to decide on a title.
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Written in September of 1997. There was this hillside with a drop off, a nice view and so forth...
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Originally a flat picking exercise improvisation I made up in 1984. With apologies to the Colonel and Kentucky Fried.
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I went to visit some friends in Maine in November of 1996 who took me to the Atlantic coast on an overcast day. The scenery inspired this song which was the first one written using this tuning.
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Written in September of 1997 while on a camping trip. The forest is truly an incredibly beautiful place.
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Written in September of 1997. I`m still not sure what inspired this song. I think it was probably an attempt to create a little drama.
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Written in mid-1996. The overall mood and melody suggested this title.
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Written in the spring of 1996. The title says it all...
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Written in early 1997. The title is a reflection of the song`s mood and probably the 7:8 signature.
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Actually, this is just a blues improvisation in the key of E.
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