I light a fire with my souvenirs
I light a fire with all these symbols
The paper, the photos, the tickets
I'm speaking to you in smoke signals
I made love to a mountain
I let him enter me
I made love to a volcano
He quaked within me
I am shaken and shaking
Over the embers of my souvenirs
Still feeling full of the mountain
In another hemisphere
The mountain is still within me
Shaking in symmetry
And when I remember this
I am no longer sad
It on the other side of the earth
And I made small by its mass
I have not lost the man
The man was also the mountain
I have not lost the lover
The lover was also the mountain
The mountain is still within me
Shaking in symmetry
