Small Mountain Lyrics

The rise and the fall upon small mountain

Was fair not for all in need

And I with my life have gone

Away from this land of gold



Formed from the seed aligned for all that fortune brings

And all that certain men lay upon it when anger is seen

And it reigns like the others

Giving what all it can

While the days count for nothing

Nothing that one understands



Upon that road I had struggled to find

A way of life that was common for all

And all that runs on the mountain was mine

A way of life that will surely be gone



Poor lands will grow

Among the weeds among the roads

And all are anxious for song and dance

That will sometimes get old



And it reigns like the others

Giving what all it can

While the days count for nothing

Nothing that one understands