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from Sun In Mind by Sonya Hunter



smell of ocean air so familiar
sliding glass door warms a spot on the floor
apartment halls shared walls meals on your own
you take what you can and you call it your home

well I've grown roots
roots that go deep
under the hills below the streets
the same roots that go
winding through town like shackles on ankles
they're holding me down

bus rides long drives down repeated avenues
store fronts land marks triggering my blues
you can't run from the one under your own skin
but a scenery change is a place to begin

well I've grown roots...

door bell phone call are you family
the sweet recognition with intimacy
do we go back or might we some day
hold that thought cuz I'm going away

well I've grown roots...


from Sun In Mind, released July 1, 2002


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Sonya Hunter San Francisco, California

With six albums to her credit and a career spanning decades, Sonya Hunter is steeped in the art of songwriting. One journalist mused “Hunter makes music that is both elegant and hypnotic, weaving tales of urban frustration and mixing word play with wisdom.” Her unique sound, which collaborator Erik Pearson infuses with textural guitars and vocals, gives a nod to country, jazz, and 60’s folk rock. ... more

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