Ridge-line at Dusk

I stood a top a ridge

As dusk was creeping in

But the half-light shined through my eyes

Blaming myself and your wicked pride

I drank and I sang some pretty lies

So now here I sit watching moon rise

Reflections on all of those good times

So I sat on the ridge

When the moon was high

Hummingbird hovered by my side

Your absence still hurts my foolish pride

But it's not your fault nor is it mine

When the hummingbird flew far away

I found a smile I could not hide

I walked from the ridge

Behind was pale moonlight

No vengeance left in my weary heart

I will roam this forest forever

Searching for something never been found

With some grin my solitude brings about

Singing with the birds with tear stained eyes

I sat on a ridge top

Watching dawn come around