Poor Man's Mountains

Storming up the rock face

Braced against the sky

Behold the Lakeland brothers

Close as a man could get to fly

Driving home on nightfall

Forests hurtle by

Roar along with Denver crooning

'The Rocky Mountain High'

Four walls can't contain this feeling

Flooding my veins

Release is only with the mountain

In morning sun or rain

And no one holds my soul to ransom

No chain can bind me

While the mountain is anarchic and free

There's a path to take me higher

To the edge above the mist

Poor man's mountains

With your charity blessed

Never was too much to wish for

Stepping up and through the door

Poor man's mountains

Forever more.

Arise from the night shift

Time to quit the pit

Cycle east in wonder

On the journey after dawn

High up on the 'Eagle'

At the last belay

The war, the blood, the coal dust

Seemed a whole world away

A view of peace and evening solace

Sends a charge in my brain

Release is only with the mountain

In morning sun or rain

And no one holds my soul to ransom

No chain can bind me

While the mountain is anarchic and free

There's a path to take me higher

To the ridge above the mist

Poor man's mountains

With your charity blessed

Never was too much to wish for

Stepping up and through the door

Poor man's mountains

Forever more.

Path take me higher

O'er rock and o'er briar

Rise up the ridge

Through morning sun or rain

Flood my veins

Loose these chains

Make my way

Through morning sun or rain

No walls can confine me

Set the spirit free

A Stiriding Edge song written by Mike Willoughby p + c 2007

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