Wander above the sea of fog
Gazing out at the land upon
Which you must tread forward
Oh no wing can lift you above
With each step, you climb
Sandstone, quartz, and lime
Through the cloud you see
Harsh beauty
It's a blinding light
It's a starless night
If you squint you'll see
You must want it to be to see
Lift your eyes above
Raven and the dove
Sharing the same sky
Lovely sight
Mountaineer in a misty land
Time has twisted all your plans
Wind in hair, and stick in hand
Your spirit lifts you above