Sierra Song
By doughunt
High in the mountain where the country lies still you only talk to the wind Black fingers reachin' up into the sky, make bed on a sleepy knoll Sometimes I'm crying, sometimes I'm dancin' sometimes I shout and no one hears Mornin' skips along a sparkling stream with night fall the image fails Flowers grow wild in patches of blue, dwarf pine gnarled and old You haunt me and you love me and you leave me alone... Sometimes I'm crying, sometimes I'm dancin' sometimes I shout and no one hears Sometimes I feel like I'm lost in a song with only one place to go Written August 21st, 1974 © on Aug 28 2001 02:56 AM PST 0 • 10
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"High in the mountain where the country lies still you only talk to the wind Black fingers reachin' up into the sky, make bed on a sleepy knoll Sometimes I'm crying, sometimes I'm dancin' sometimes I shout and no one hears Mornin' skips along a sparkling stream with night fall the image fails Flowers grow wild in patches of blue, dwarf pine gnarled and old You haunt me and you love me and you leave me alone... Sometimes I'm crying, sometimes I'm dancin' sometimes I shout and no one hears Sometimes I feel like I'm lost in a song with only one place to go..."