Mountains are where I’ll lay my head,

And in the ocean’s trench I’ll rest my feet

Till the stars above show me the path I’ve led.

 

The most I do is wonder at what’s said

Among the ruins of some distant, lonely fleet.

Mountains are where I’ll lay my head.

 

It’s no man’s land that the sun drowns red,

This broken land that hides hard truth. Entreat

The stars above to reveal the path I’ve led!

 

This toil is tiring, because I haven’t fed

These desires daily dogging me, which unseat

The mountains where I’ll lay my head.

 

As I watch the dying day, the night has bled

A deeper shade. But still my heart, my heart will meet

The stars above lighting the path I’ve led.

 

It’s dark-defying, this heart that’s pounding dread,

Pounding out the drums of doubt’s defeat.

Mountains are (always) where I’ll lay my head,

Till the stars (at last) show me the path I’ve led.

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