Columbia, Stay from Columbia, Stay by Sage Christie

I will sit by you, Columbia,
As long as you don’t mind me
It’s getting cold and I don’t have a coat
But there’s a deeper cold inside of me
There’s a sign that says ‘for sale’ now
On the field of flowers across my street
So I’ve come to sit in silence
And watch your waters raging

I’ve walked some woods that since have burned
I’ve crossed some creeks that since have dried
And loved ones come and go, I’ve learned
But oh, Columbia, stay, stay clear and wild

When I look at you, Columbia,
You show me what I long to see
See the porches hanging over
The water’s edge at evening
See the fishers reel their tugging lines
As their dogs all wet run down the beach
We depend on you, Columbia,
To commit ourselves to memory

[chorus] [countermelody: Roll on, Columbia]

I am terrified, Columbia,
To see my own face changing
I am sick inside, Columbia,
With the need to leave a legacy
Butt when my pen runs out of ink
Still you'll be flowing mightily
My head is full of things unsaid
And you leave them unsaid for me

[chorus and countermelody]

• Americana
• Folk
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Asheville