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Where the mountains meet clouds,
Grey meets grey,
That's where my heart lives
Every day.
Can't see forever,
Can't see the top.
Sun for a minute,
But I know it's going to stop.
Crosses on the slopes
Mark the ends of lives gone by,
I honor them with memories
But I very seldom cry
Anymore over the people
Whom I never more will see.
Best to bite my lip,
Take the curve and let things be.
Riding through the darkness,
Know someday there'll be sun;
The mountains aren't forever,
And anyway I am not one.
