Second Quarter
Take me back to the old lands Take me back to the valley Take me back to the mountains Dip me me in your rivers, baptize me Scrub my body, rinse my face lather my fleece with castor oil Soft foam and bubbles fill the air Turn me into something, make me new
Sheer me down, strip me back, expose my knobby knees and expanded ribs Mend my nicks and massage my joints Polish my hooves, polish my horns I’ve traveled long and I’ve traveled far Everyone wants to be at the top of the mountain Feeling the wind in their hair Everyone wants to live at the top of the mountain










