The Mountain

Oh you feel and you taste it and you want to go higher So what do you do And so you peak into the mountain where your desire goes Spilt blood on this place it only echoes true all through the days And so you peak into the mountain where your desire goes Oh having the space to know the way it is coming down Take it on down the line Oh having the space to know the way it is coming down Take it on down the line Well it's hard to get ahead when the center is bleeding They tear out the middle and they send it all away Tasteless lead sitting on our tongues And then we have to worry more about the ones we love When you see there's smoke there's fire When you see there's smoke there's fire When you see there's smoke there's fire When you see there's smoke there's fire Oh having the space to know the way it is coming down Take it on down the line Oh having the space to know the way it is coming down Take it on down the line Oh you feel and you taste it and you want to go higher So what do you do And so you peak into the mountain where your desire goes Spit blood on this place it only echoes true all through the day And so you peak into the mountain where your desire goes Oh having the space to know the way it is coming down Take it on down the line Oh having the space to know the way it is coming down Take it on down the line