This Mountain

Well a wise man once said to me

If your heart don't break you won't be free

I'm as free as a bird

Flying out over flying out over the sea



I call out to the wind

No one comes to let me in

I hear the thunder

The weight on my shoulders

The weight up on my shoulders crushing me



Shine down on this mountain

Rain down on my face

Call out to the river

To wash me out

To was me out of this place

Well I wish that I was a sailorman

With the wheel of the ship held in my hand

But I don't like the water

I'm more like the anchor

I wish I was the anchor in me



Sometimes I wish I was a sin

So the ones I love wouldn't let me ion

I wouldn't have to try to find the answers

To give