The Mountain

I was there on the mountain
No one knows the story then

I hear whispers of an old voice
Rising up the mountain
Like a ghost from a distant past
I feel the chill upon me

I hear the ghost calling my name
Beckoning me for the change
He said boy you've got to change your ways
Let go of your past
Let go of your rage
I hear the wind through the trees
Blowing over the mountain
Calling me home

I hear whispers of an old voice
Rising up the mountain
Like a ghost from a distant past
I feel the chill upon me

I hear the ghost calling my name
Beckoning me for the change
He said boy you've got to change your ways
Let go of your past
Let go of your rage
I hear the wind through the trees
Blowing over the mountain
Calling me home



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Bolton
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