# #From: StevenJ1@aol.com #Date: Sat, 4 Nov 1995 10:40:04 -0500 #Subject: CRD Farthest Shore/ David Wilcox # #Farthest Shore #David Wilcox 1994 # with: Our need After the blaze burned our cabin down to ashes Where we'd slept warm, now the sky lets in the rain I found the strings, frets and rusted latches But I will never hear that old guitar again These four walls are only in my memory Where these stone steps rise to nothing in the air So one last look and I'm headed for the river To wash my (chordiearchive.chordie.com)