Back to the river Aras Liar, Killer, Demon Freedom, Freedom, Free, Free Resting on the mountainside We have learned that you have no Can you feel their haunting presence? They have returned Honor, Murderer, Sodomizer Someone's blank stare deemed it

I'll sing my song to the wide open spaces I'll sing my heart out to the infinite sea I'll sing my visions to the sky high mountains I'll sing my song to the free, to the free The song is over It's all behind me Our love is over They're all ahead now I

Hear the bucket hit the bottom and the rope come rolling by Piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away Back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones A hundred years in hand worn smooth by long grandmother nights Sitting by the

Imi gdonios riios rijiaspe toutias The mountains trembled When the Antumnos' doors opened wide The ancient one stepped forth To bring to justice the grim tyrants A withered-skinned old man Divine Logos upon him His words alike the arrows in his quiver We

Let's aim high All you gotta do is close your eyes and - and visualize You possess the power to do If you concentrate, mountains will move If you just believe that it's true You don't have to cry yourself to sleep at night with wet pillows Girl, I know

Quiet nights of quiet stars, quiet chords from my guitar Floating in the silence that surrounds us Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams, Quiet walks by quiet streams, and a window Looking on the mountains and the sea How lovely! this is where I want to be

And I need some new love New love, new love And I've been through mountains and seas Tryna get you to come back to me And I've been far, and I've been so deep Now I find it harder and harder to breathe I don't wanna waste no time all alone Want somewhere

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

And mountains Oh mountains o' things The life I've always wanted I guess I'll never have I'll be working for somebody else Until I'm in my grave I'll be dreaming of a live of ease To have a big expensive car Drag my furs on the ground And have a maid

There's a difference between bosses and workers I'm in the mountains, I can't get no service Just walked in the patron, and made me a purchase Fuck the pussy, want the head like a turban It's one thing for sure and it's two things for certain Carry that