with my head in Carolina
and my feet in basic black
I write indiscreet directions
for a countryside attack
there’s no bargaining position
from a heart in disrepair
everybody needs salvation
I just need some mountain air

take me high up in the Smokies
on the Appalachian Trail
where my feet can match the rhythm
of my heart as I inhale
there’s a breath for indecision
there’s a step towards something new
when you’re hiking in the mountains
inspiration walks with you

from the silence of the forest
comes the music of your soul
to remind you of your purpose
and to hand you back control
freeze the beauty of the moment
take it with you when you leave
everybody needs a mountain
in this land of make-believe

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