Blueshire
By Cosmic Cairns on February 27, 2026 7:35 pm
This week I decided to re-visit a song I wrote in 2017. It's weird because that seriously doesn't feel like that long ago, but it's nearly a decade. It's a song I liked and I wanted to see what I could do with it now.
I got the title from a summer camp I remember going to as a kid. There was kind of a Robin Hood theme to it, which I remember being cool, and the different campsites were portrayed as something like English villages with colors in the name, like Greenwell and Lilacdale. I specifically remember being in Blueshire. As much as I have good memories of the place, I'm not literally trying to find it again. It would be kind of odd for a middle-aged man to show up uninvited at a children's camp (if it's even still there - I have no idea). Instead I see Blueshire as kind of a symbol for more innocent times filled with adventure and wonder. And that's something I often wish I could go back to.
Also I want to give a big thanks to everyone who downloaded or checked out my new album. You all rule!
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I'm headed back I'm on my way
Blueshire is calling
Underneath the Milky Way
A million stars are falling
Just like a siren's call
I feel the strong pull
There's no escape it's destiny
Blueshire is waiting
With its peculiar gravity
I'm falling by the way
I have clear memories
Of languid green hillsides
Something inherent to me
I'm crossing miles of fields and moors
Heading back to Blueshire
I've slept on couches and on floors
It's all down to the wire
Onward through redwoods
And tangles of wild roots
I'm going to rest my head someday
In that hidden valley
While everything else fades away
I'm drifting off to sleep
I have clear memories
Of languid green hillsides
Something inherent to me
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