Are great mountains defined
by the pressures beneath
The space they occupy
or oceans and plains of each
Chosen direction
with new heights to see
So don’t stop to question
the great mountain you’ll be
So high
Let the wind blow
And let the rivers flow
With time
Let your lion show
Don’t look to know
You may find climbers
that try to map out your peaks
Canyon rivers form boulders
a thousand years of feats
So the sun may reflect
and rainbows sheen the sky
Your colors are perfect
in the great mothers eyes
So high
Let the wind blow
And let the rivers flow
With time
Let your lion show
Don’t look to know