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Gentle on My Mind - Ricus Nel

It's knowing that your door is always

Open and your path is free to walk

That makes me tend to leave

My sleeping bag rolled up

And stashed behind your couch

And it's knowing I'm not shackled by

Forgotten words and bonds

And the ink stains that

Have dried up on some line

That keeps you in the back

Roads by the rivers of my memory

That 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 just knowing that the

World will not be cursing or forgiving

When I walk along some

Railroad track to find

Moving on the backroads

By the rivers of my memory

And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Well I dip my cup of soup

Back from the gurgling

Crackling caldron in some train yard

My beard a roughening

Coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face

Cupped hands 'round a tin can

I pretend I hold you to my breast and find

That you're waving from the back

Roads by the river of my memory

Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind

(nu nu a)