Saturday, February 16, 2013

The Moving Mountain




I’ve been standing on the moving mountain
Trying to look out to the sea
Watching these clouds all swell up and remain
Watching them gather round me

I’ve been standing on the moving mountain
Gazing out at the miracle shore
So far in the distance, but this mountain keeps moving
Along with all that I’ve ever fought for

            One day I’ll go down in the valley
            I’ll find people who pray just like me
            But I’m here all alone at the top of the mountain
            There is no other place I can be

I’ve been standing on the moving mountain
Watching kingdoms and governments fall
Waiting for someone to sweep me from sadness
While keeping an eye on it all

            One day I’ll go down in the valley
            I’ll find people who pray just like me
            But I’m here all alone at the top of the mountain
            There is no other place I can be

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