Mountain Range

Walking down the road Rocks fly at my feet I let myself explode And wake you from your sleep And the flowers are blooming In the mountain range Lay down what you're doing The season is in change And my mind is made up To learn all the dances Before my body's laid up And the night advances And the time is here And the time is here And the time is here O-o-o-oh (Cool acoustic guitar pickin') (OBOE SOLO) (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh) (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh) (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh) (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh) (End - cool acoustic guitar pickin')