I climbed up on a mountain
that is when you saw me cry
I could see the past and future
I could see the day I die
I searched the sandy sunset
and I saw the desert roses
and I knew I had the answers
to what every man supposes
I saw the eagles praying
for I had paid attention
and I whispered to the sky
of my pain and vain pretension
it was then I heard the mountain
as it wept along with me
and I knew within that moment
that my life was just a key
and I knew a door would open
you would take me by my hand
if I stumbled you would lift me
you'd be there till I could stand
you were with me on the mountain
where the roses bloom at night
and you told me you were watching
and it all would turn out right
you were with me in the valley
and I know you follow still
and you will be besides me
as I crest the final hill
when I ride that silent river
far beyond the great divide
I will know that you are with me
where you promised to abide
I'll not forget that mountain
that time you saw me cry
I could see the past and future
far beyond the day I die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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