Alcan Road

G A G A G A G A G A G A G A Open the gate to the red land G A Alcan road, by the turquoise lake G A Starry skies, a mushroom cloud G A Folding waves, in a foamy tide C Gm Washing in beds, of opal shells A Em white gulls cry, for you and I C Gm Butterflies, float away A Em Drift over pools, of salt and clay G A G A Mountain man, frosted child G A Eagles cry, puppets of god G A Strung like time, molded in form G A Trees bend back, and trails distort C Gm It leads to the land, of Alcan Road A Em The turquoise lake, and starry skies C Gm Mushroom clouds, folding waves A Em Foamy tides, of salt and brine G A G A G A G A