Mountain Girl

Does anyone remember, does anybody care, the days we danced together with feathers in our hair. Rivers ran together, to sing a crystal tune, stones skipped on the water, circles around the moon. Built a box together, filled it full of songs, and buried it on the mountain beneath a pile of bones. Then we said goodbye forever, to the hell that was our home and set out across the flatlands, for 40 years to roam Built a box together, filled it full of songs, and buried it on the mountain beneath a pile of bones. Then we said goodbye forever, to the hell that was our home and set out across the flatlands, for 40 years to roam