i run for the mountain

 

on a desolate shore   .   .   .   i wait in the sand

watch the tide ebe and flow   .   .   .   erode my only land

 

moving on, a sad affair   .   .   .   as seen through desolate eyes

            see inside

 

death, a snowy figure   .   .   .   casts a shadow o’er the sky

lucid feelings amplify   .   .   .   am i too much out of control?

            i don’t know but I run for the mountain

                                        I am “the seeker being found”

                                        I aim to reach the highest peak

                                        but I’m standing on desert ground

 

someone said behaivior   .   .   .   makes companions of fools

the sun it sets behind me now       .   .   .   my speed the forest slows

 

nightly refuge of conciliation   .   .   .   the wind and cold attack

            curse the night

 

realize a constant part   .   .   .   the coldest one you know

            the coldest one you know

please demonstrate perfection      .   .   .   over fate will destiny rule

                                        I run for the mountain

                                        only wishing I could fly

                                        I will learn to fly to the highest peak

                                        tied to the ground

 

I am alone                       I climb so high                       I am a child

in desperation                  so high I fall                           of the sky

cold I am                         I rise again                             oh yes I am

I am bleeding                                                                the world below’s a stranger .      .   .

 

            at the top of the mountain lurks a terrible beast

            in confusion and in danger

            cities built to glorify him

            bow at his breath

            and his voice is loud

            it is righteous and proud

            and he reeks of death

            oh many are chained to justify him

                                                                        REASON

            oh be still this monstrous image is me

            all the comforts i’ve created

            left for dead

            my spirit barely breathes

            i live in a world about colored eyes of freedom

                                                            oh be reasonalble!

 

UNREACHABLE

                           UNTOUCHABLE

                                                      UNKNOWABLE

                                                                              UNSPEAKABLE

                                                                                                      UNTHINKABLE

 

                                                                                                                        GOD