It’s a fanciful feeling,
to consider going into the mountains,
where creature comforts fade,
and creatures show themselves,
Where rain can fall,
and you’re just there,
and wind can whip,
and you’re just there,
and you can be,
and you’re just there.
It’s a fanciful feeling,
to consider going into the mountains,
where creature comforts fade,
and creatures show themselves,
Where rain can fall,
and you’re just there,
and wind can whip,
and you’re just there,
and you can be,
and you’re just there.