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 - Composers:
 - John A Booth
 - David Patrick Wilcox
 
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David Wilcox - Western Ridge lyrics
This is where the trail just disappears
 This is where their story ends
 No one knows where they went from here
 But I remember when they drank a toast
 To the route that no one else had tried
 Working up along the western ridge
 Where the watershed divides
 Way up there, they found their
 Place in the sky
 Around the fire, we told the tales
 Of how they'd cut it close before
 And wandered lost after the avalanche
 But stumbled back to camp at dawn
 But now it's much too long to hold the hope
 The glacier ice can echo deep
 I thought, I felt a tug along the ropeDavid Wilcox - Western Ridge - http://motolyrics.com/david-wilcox/western-ridge-lyrics.html
 And it pulled me from my sleep
 Working up along the western ridge
 Where the watershed divides
 Way up there, they found their
 Place in the sky
 The air is clear and the ice is blue
 You can see from down below
 That curling up over the eastern side
 Is a silent plume of snow
 Working up along the western ridge
 Where the watershed divides
 Way up there, they found their
 Place in the sky
 Way up there, they found their
 Place in the sky















