Gilmantown Road in the Adirondacks

Song: Gilmantown Road
Music & Lyrics: AI

[Verse1]
This ancient road, a gravel line,
Connecting past to present time.
The forest breathes, a wild green hush,
Where hermit thrushes startle plush,
And silent deer move through the brush,
In sun-dappled, leafy crush.
With every turn, a new sight's born,
The quiet beauty of the morn.
[Chorus]
A winding thread through time and wood,
Gilmantown Road, where Gilman stood.
Past Charley Lake, a mirrored glass,
The seasons turn, the moments pass.
[Verse2]
A Cottage old, a weathered thing,
Remembers tales the seasons bring.
Of cars and trucks, of summers bright,
Of winter's snow in fading light.
The Elbow Creek sings to the stone,
A song of places long outgrown.
Gilman Lake, a crystal gleam,
Reflects an Adirondack scene.
[Chorus]
A winding thread through time and wood,
Gilmantown Road, where Gilman stood.
Past Charley Lake, a mirrored glass,
The seasons turn, the moments pass.
[Bridge]
The road continues, narrow and deep,
While secrets of the wild it keeps.
A small, forgotten, quiet way,
At peace with ending of the day.
It asks for nothing, offers all,
The wild, the freedom, and the call.
[Chorus]
A winding thread through time and wood,
Gilmantown Road, where Gilman stood.
Past Charley Lake, a mirrored glass,
The seasons turn, the moments pass.
A winding thread through time and wood,
Gilmantown Road, where Gilman stood.
Past Charley Lake, a mirrored glass,
The seasons turn, the moments pass.