This Mountain

Well a wise man once said to me
If your heart don't break you won't be
free
I'm as free as a bird
Flying out over flying out over the sea

I call out to the wind
No one comes to let me in
I hear the thunder
The weight on my shoulders
The weight up on my shoulders crushing
me

Shine down on this mountain
Rain down on my face
Call out to the river
To wash me out
To was me out of this place

Well I wish that I was a sailorman
With the wheel of the ship held in my
hand
But I don't like the water
I'm more like the anchor
I wish I was the anchor in me

Sometimes I wish I was a sin
So the ones I love wouldn't let me in
I wouldn't have to try to find the
answers
To give 'em all the answers they need