High Is Not the Top

Gifts of the valley

Gifts of the sea

Get out, brother

You can't ride for free

Your night's got fever

It's come on strong

And there's a whole lotta dark

Before we're gonna see the  dawn

Seven days, seven nights

In the wild, wild wood

The sun don't shine

And the water's no good

Seven days, seven nights

Of unsettling dreams

Of a fire fueled by thorns

And unclaimed things

Keep your cool and show a little cunning

And from this fire, you will watch

Sweet your sour with a little honey

Sometimes high is not the top

Sometimes high is not the top

To all you strangers

I'm known to meet

If you don't want trouble

Then that trouble beat

If you don't know heartache

Then you don't know love

You don't know the sound

Of my cooin' dove

Keep your cool and show a little cunning

And out of this fire, you will watch

Sweet your sour with a little honey

Sometimes high is not the top

Sometimes high is not the top

Keep your cool and show a little cunning

And out of this fire, you will watch

Sweet your sour with a little honey

Sometimes high is not the top

Sometimes high is not the top

Sometimes high is not the top