Walk 5 feet above the mountain,
The landscape remains the same.
Walk 5 feet below the ground and
The landscape is unchanged.
I know my home's eroding,
The mountain rises again.
I've seen the ocean rising,
Only the stones remain.
I've heard the Titan stirring,
I don't know who to blame.
This water tastes like wine.
This water tastes like turpentine.
I didn't travel all this way
Just to leave a trail of tears behind.
I didn't travel all this way
Just to drag a tail behind.
I didn't travel all this way
Just to leave my hands and nails behind.
Everybody prays that
The rain will shatter the dam.
The water will turn the mortar to sand.
The engineers have done
All they can
But we're damned.
Little lost lamb,
I've done all I can,
The barn door has blown shut
And the brook is rising up.
To move,
To breath,
We must cherish these.
We have these things like feet.
The townies saw a monster
But the monster saw a man.
The coroner's report
Found a flower in his hand.
Before pitchforks and torches,
Ferdinand made his last stand.
The farmer dropped his sword
And went back to his plow.
The children it had frightened
Were even more scared now.
The minister and mayor
Told the people to be proud.
And when they went to bed
They tossed and turned all night.
But when the sun came up
They never saw the light.
And when the worms had finished them,
They knew that they were right.
This mountain has
A mind of its own.