Beaver Fork Lake is located in Conway, Arkansas, the small
town where I lived until my parents divorced. I was around ten when
I left with my mom and moved on to a series of other small Southern
towns. My father stayed in Conway and from then on I would spend
my summers with him. After he sold the family home he rented a small
house on Beaver Fork Lake. My best friend Kara would come
and stay with me there. My dad spent most of his time teaching at
the Governors School.
This song is probably the most literal song I've ever written. Those
summers on Beaver Fork Lake with Kara were so profound for me that
when I was writing the song, the actual seemed more poetic then
metaphors.
Kara and I would stay up all night cleaning my father's tiny lake
house, watching horror movies, pouring salt on slugs, making pancakes,
and lying on top of the shed to watch the sun come up. We would
talk and cry and laugh all night long, and then when my Dad went
to work, we would sleep.
-Amy Miles
Beaver Fork Lake
by Amy Miles
Copyright © 2001 BMI
Beaver Fork Lake and it's five in the morning
We won't go to sleep, we'll wait till he goes to work
And we cleaned up the house, made him some pancakes
Well actually you did most of the cleaning
And during our breaks, we watched Evil Dead and
Blood Sucking Freaks and ate tuna fish on white bread
Both of us lean
Both of us pining
We lay on the shed and we watch the sun rising
Beaver Fork Lake, we row the boat out
I take off my top. You don't say to stop, but you leave your top
on.
We take turns swimming, pretending the sharks have got our ankles.
They've got our ankles.
Both of us lean
Both of us pining
We lay on the shed and we watch the sun rising
We won't go to sleep till he goes to work
I know it gets so thick
Gets as thick as quick sand
Beaver Fork Lake and it's five in the morning
We've been up all night. Mosquitoes were biting,
But we'll sleep all day. And if you put salt on a slug it will melt.
It will melt away. |
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