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Title screen reads “Sherman Downey's Top 10 Things to do in Gros Morne National Park”
Sherman takes down a bicycle from wall rack
Title screen reads “Bike the Boreal”
Sherman bikes through forest
Sherman singing and playing guitar
Title screen reads “Trout River Pond in a Zodiac”
Mountainous landscapes seen from boat
A tall waterfall spills down rock race into the lake
Boat guide points up to cliffs
Sherman zooms by and gives the “rock on” sign
Sherman walks across boardwalk carrying guitar
Sherman strumming guitar on beach
Sherman puts on waterproof gear
Sherman paddles along in kayak
Sherman strumming guitar on beach
Title screen reads “Hike the Long Range Traverse”
Sherman hikes along cliffs
Sherman naps beside a pond
Title screen reads “Relax on a red lounger”
Two lounge chairs overlooking a rough harbour
Sherman relaxes on chair
Title screen reads “Talk tectonics on the tablelands”
Sherman and park interpreter hunch over pitcher plant
Title screen reads “Take a dip in Bonne Bay” and Sherman runs from dock and dives into bay
Sherman swims underwater
Sherman climbs ladder back to dock
Sherman strums guitar on beach
Title screen reads “Pitch a tent under Killdevil mountain”
Sherman puts up tent in fast motion
Sherman winds up kite spool
Title screen reads “Fly a kite in St. Paul’s” and Sherman launches kite into air
Kite flies through a blue sky
Kite nosedives into ground
Title screen reads “Visit www.parkscanada.gc.ca/grosmorne”
Title screen reads “Music by Sherman Downey & the Ambiguous Case” From Honey for Bees (2010) www. shermandowney.ca”

When I was young, about 15, I hit the open road
And I headed west with nothing more than my suitcase and my soul
I met a girl in Montreal who saved me from my sins
and I thanked her with a kiss and got down to sinning once again
I said, woe is me, I had the right idea
Taking it slow and free, I had the right idea
You just might disagree, but I had the right idea
At least to some degree, I had the right idea
Woo

We put pennies on our eyes
And set ourselves upon the water on a raft
To save our souls, to save our souls
The map has curled its edges
And trails a net of pens and markers on the page
To catch our souls, to catch our souls

Three little dots in this letter
Seem pretty harmless to me
So I’ll kiss this stamp, walk to the mailbox
And send it anonymously
Four little words to unravel
This knot that sits in my belly
Oh I’ll miss this feeling that I’ve carried so long
But I do think it’s been killing me
Why try so hard for a heart that’s already taken?
Taken so far away

Pulled out a chair, I held a door
I throw a brand new jacket in the mud, I can’t wear it anymore
And I crossed my heart and hope to die
Lately I’ve been thinkin’ about this needle in my eye
Oh chivalry, look what you’ve done to me,
Oh chivalry, you’ve made a mess of me,
Oh chivalry, look what you’ve done to me.