I'm headed for the mountains Won't see me again The blessings I've amounted I give to you my friends I've packed myself a sweater A lighter and a gun I'm headed for the mountains I'm searching for the sun A paddle in the water A canopy of trees I'm passing through the hollow I'm floating on the breeze I'd run this river backwards If it were any fun I'm headed for the mountains Away from what I've done All I want is something true Just a bit of altitude Lift me up so I can see Something more than summer dreams The weather's getting colder It's time I start a fire The mountain that I'm after Will be my bed tonight I count the constellations A thousand fickle flames I've made it to the mountains I've made it to the sun [Instrumental break- Appalachian style breakdown with pizzicato string and a saphardic fiddle solo] All I want is something true Just a bit of altitude Lift me up so I can see Something more than summer dreams All I want is something true Just a bit of altitude Lift me up so I can see Something more than summer dreams All I want is something true Just a bit of altitude Lift me up so I can see Something more than summer dreams All I want is something true Just a bit of altitude Lift me up so I can see Something more than summer dreams
