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Down the mountain


I’m finding my way down the mountain tonight.
A beautiful view and it held my heart
But it never was mine and it never was right.

Its caves I roamed, its cracks of light.
More splendor, more wonder than I ever hoped.
I’m finding my way down the mountain tonight.

My grip comes loose, I regret the height.
Then I find my center, my ground and breath
But it never was mine and it never was right

Forging on and ahead, a question ignites.
Is it progress, or pain ー does one get to know?
I’m finding my way down the mountain tonight.

What once was distant gets closer in sight.
The awe, the beauty, the twinge in my heart
But it never was mine and it never was right.

I see in the distance and more comes to light.
The cold and the longing get sharper, they burn.
I’m finding my way down the mountain tonight.
It never was mine and it never was right.

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