Mountain

You might climb the wrong mountain if you lose sight of your road You could wander past the shepherd's haunts, weighed down by your load But when the midnight closes in around and your heels are bit by fear Sing a song and rest your head until your way draws near My feet sank in the mud, you laughed and walked behind An empty bottle at my side, no spring for miles could I find Steer graze to the left of me, the giant limps ahead Our guide is lovely, but she leaves us for her ocean bed You might climb the wrong mountain if you lose sight of your road You could wander past the shepherd's haunts, weighed down by your load But when the midnight closes in around and your heels are bit by fear Sing a song and rest your head until your way draws near Not the city we were seeking, just a steeple on the hill Thirsty, scared, then out of nowhere strangers let us drink our fill And we descended into darkness like miners in the earth Shuffling sandals, the wandering vandals found what a melody's worth You might climb the wrong mountain if you lose sight of your road You could wander past the shepherd's haunts, weighed down by your load But when the midnight closes in around and your heels are bit by fear Sing a song and rest your head until your way draws near Arrive in the ghost town, Sleep in the cemetery, rain send us running for cover Makin' the most of a front porch Dormitory, the mayor's floor is soft as any other You might climb the wrong mountain if you lose sight of your road You could wander past the shepherd's haunts, weighed down by your load But when the midnight closes in around and your heels are bit by fear Sing a song and rest your head until your way draws near