haven't seen the sun Flyin' bush, flyin' low along the shore line Doin' everything I can to make it home I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain I
's sun in the painting that smiles on the wall You want to know all But his mountains have called, so you never do Michael from mountains Go where you
All I need Is right here on my sleeve You get what you get with me, girl You get the grace and the stain Count to three And I'll be on my knees Tryin
I'm a soldier on the field Fighting for you, fighting for me You can see it on our faces Like the bullets leave traces You can feel it for real You can
Come on, get ready This is the spring of our love Come on, get ready Feels like it's ordained from above We have the power To do what we came to do This
On a crystal clear blue morning There is a peace that only you can know It is truth and love and it is always there Even if you fall down Even if you
Tonight, the road has no end And you are my only friend Oh, so I give you my love It's all that I have to give Oh, I give you my love I give you my love
My ammunition won't load into my gun My inhibitions, they fall like the weight from a stone You lead my heart away like a homeless, dusted fool Somehow
It came without warning A love like I ain't ever felt before She's like my destiny calling And she's lying there all naked on the floor And suddenly,
This love has taken a turn My maps are no good now I'm lost in these woods I say, Black Mountain, show me your face Bring on the oblivion of your sweet
Diamonds and pearls don't move this girl She can be icy cold to the crawl One of her lungs breathes in another world While the other sticks around to
I wanted a mountain, you gave me a sea I wanted a hurricane, you gave me a breeze I wanted to run, made me stand there and breathe I wanted to dream,
Weighin' on your mind like a ball and chain Like a destiny to run from Division in your soul, keepin' you from whole I can't bear to see you crying The
So many people die everyday Who lived everynight without hope Spendin' their time just standin' in line Tuggin' on society's coat So many people live
Comin' down the mountain One of many children Everybody has their own opinion Everybody has their own opinion Holding it back And it hurts so bad Jumping
mountain greenery home Mosquitoes here Won't bite you dear Well, I'll let them sting me on the finger We could find no cleaner retreat From life's machinery Bless our mountain
Wanderers this morning came by Where did they go Graceful in the morning light To banner fair To follow you softly In the cold mountain air Through the
From the eastern mountains, pressing on, they come, Wise men in their wisdom, to His humble home; Stirred by deep devotion, hasting from afar, Ever journeying