There was a lovely blue sky and we thought we’d take a stroll around the neighborhood. Just then, Shizuoka Duo showed up. They asked if they could join us—then asked if we minded walking out the north end, through the mountain tunnel.
It was a strange request. A few days ago, we’d enjoyed a hike together along the Opikkari Ridge. The trees had been lovely, the yellow beeches and red maples, and Shizuoka Duo had been in the highest of spirits. Now, though, they seemed distracted, to say the least. Geez, I thought, what’s got them wanting to step into a long, dark tunnel?
When we got to the tunnel though, I realized I’d read their expressions all wrong. They weren’t distracted at all. They were concentrating. They’d written a new song and wanted to hear what it sounded like in the tunnel.
Obviously, they must have liked what they heard (actually, it sounded better in the tunnel), because they kept singing bits of it the whole hour we walked.
LOVE UNBOUND
We can look all around
And we can make oh such lovely sound.
And we know our love is unbound.
So go out and find the things that can be found.
Look around
Lose the bounds
Share some sound—
See what’s found.
Nerves unwound.
Love unbound.
Yeah, all around,
The love is sound.
The mountain river runs with water pure.
Follow up, your path is clear and sure.
The deep dark green is one more sound allure.
Here you know the love will long endure.
Big allure
Water pure
Path is sure
To a cure.
Don’t injure
Love that’s pure
On our tour
Love endures.
Look up to the gold leaves of the beech
Think about the lives of each and each.
What they know is so within your reach
Hear the words with which they beseech
Each is each
Branches reach
Bright gold beech
Will beseech
Beeches teach
Lose your sneech
Each is each
All our niche
Climb the trail and see what you can learn
Find the things that might be of your concern
Feel the heat a distant planet burns—
When you gaze into a bright green spinning fern.
Unadjourned
Yearn and yearn
Feel the burn
Inside the fern.
Stay concerned.
Don’t be spurned.
Do discern
All to learn.
We can look all around
And we can make oh such lovely sound.
And we know our love is unbound.
So go out and find the things that can be found.
Look around
Lose the bounds
Share some sound—
See what’s found.
Nerves unwound.
Love unbound.
Yeah, all around,
The love is sound.
