Cash Carter Hill

Go up on a mountain, stash all your pills

Find your own trail up on Cash Carter Hill

But paint not the picture of another man's steps

Drink from the creek as you draw on your breath

Take your heart and your bearings forged out of steel

Go as long as you want or as long as you feel

For an older man's sorrow is a younger man's thrill

Find your own trail up on Cash Carter Hill

Silence is peace in a living man's head

There's noise from the void when you talk to the dead

And ask the right questions and your soul starts to fill

You've found your own trail up on Cash Carter Hill

Silence is peace in a living man's head

There's noise from the void when you talk to the dead

Ask the right questions and your soul starts to fill

You've found your own trail up on Cash Carter Hill