My niece did a walking pilgrimage across Spain and afterwards went to a Monastic retreat. When she told me of these wonderful experiences I was filled with envy for the silent retreat away from the world. At the time I was in the thick of my teaching career and incessant noise was weighing heavily on me.
I had recorded a demo of it after I first wrote the song, but I was never totally satisfied with the result, so when I was recording my solo acoustic album I re-recorded it using my Greenfield guitar.
If there was a place that I could go to And be silent all day long I’d try and put that silence in a song And when I drop my heavy load at the end of my weary road After climbing a hill so steep You know I’d sing, I’d sing myself to sleep And when I’m asleep Nothing can harm me Cause I’m dreaming all night long When I awake I’ll try and catch that dreaming In a song And I will sing You know I’ll sing it all day long There is a place that I can go to in my heart all day long my heart beats in the world of song it won’t be long til your heart beats to my song it won’t be long til your heart beats to my song