Camp Zeke song

(Verse 1)

Dusty windows on a yellow bus
Leaving the city and the both of us
Behind the screen, behind the noise
Out where the wild finds its voice
Got my duffel bag and a bottom bunk
A flashlight, bug spray, and a whole lot of junk
The air smells sweet like cedar and rain
I’m ready to forget my own name

;(Chorus)
Oh, meet me down by the Hickory Lake
We’ll jump right off the wooden ledge
Singing songs till the fire burns low
Where the embers fly and the fireflies glow
These are the days made of gold and green
The brightest summer that we’ve ever seen
Yeah, we’re kings and queens of the canopy
Making memories in CAMP ZEKE!

;(Verse 2)

Canoes are tipping in the midday sun
We’re losing the race but we’re winning the fun
Wrinkled t-shirts in yellow and blue
Tying a knot between me and you
Oh, that warm feeling when you are the part
From the sunrise to Shabbat
Camp Zeke is mini Jerusalem of my heart

;(Chorus)
Oh, meet me down by the Hickory Lake
We’ll jump right off the wooden ledge
These are the days made of gold and green
The brightest summer that we’ve ever seen
Yeah, we’re kings and queens of the canopy
Making memories in the camp Zeke!

And August comes just a little too fast
Why do the best things never last?
Packing the bags, sweeping the floor
Writing our names on the cabin door
We’ll cry when we hug, we’ll promise to write
Holding on tight to this final "all nighter's" vibe

(Chorus)
So meet me down by the Hickory Lake
We’ll jump right off the wooden ledge
Singing songs till the fire burns low
Where the embers fly and the fireflies glow
These are the days made of gold and green
The brightest summer that we’ve ever seen
Yeah, we’re kings and queens of the bunks
Making memories under the trees
;
Under the trees...

Yeah, I’ll see you next year, wait for me.
Under the pines, here, in Camp Zeke.


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