Old friend, your peaks still standing tall Against the morning sky Each stone along your ancient slopes Remembers why I left The wind still speaks our language here Between the grass and earth (The mountains keep their watch) My fingers trace familiar paths That grandfather once knew The spring still feeds the valley stream Just like it used to do I hear our songs inside the breeze That dances through your caves (The mountains hold our names) Each step brings back another face Another voice I knew The herbs my mother used to pick Still growing wild and true Time hasn't changed your silhouette You waited here for me (The mountains brought me home) My children will know your embrace The way I used to know Their feet will learn these ancient trails That led me back to you The stars above your ridges shine The same as years ago (The mountains never sleep)
