Deep on the mountain logging road
The brush is thick
the alders overgrown
The hike is coming to a halt quick
as we slow
Rain funnels on my back and soaks
as my deflated optimism shows
My brother calls out for an evac
Take us home
The sun is always creeping
ready to show
Up on the second leg we rose
when suddenly a storm
cloud interposed
I think we're heading
for a whiteout here we go
Rounding a glacier one by one
We don't know where we'll go
or where we've gone
We've ventured miles
off the course now
we are lost
The sun is always creeping ready
The sun is always creeping
ready to show
To my sister we all pleaded
take us somewhere
where the altitude is low
She said I never heard
you talk like that before
said I never heard
you talk like that before
I am getting overheated
I am waiting for the winter
months to form
She said I never heard
you talk like that before
said I never heard
you talk like that before
To my sister we all pleaded
take us somewhere
where the altitude is low
She said I never heard
you talk like that before
said I never heard
you talk like that before
I am getting overheated
I am waiting for the winter
months to form
She said I never heard
you talk like that before
said I never heard
you talk like that before
She said I never heard
you talk like that before
said I never heard
you talk like that before
She said I never heard
you talk like that before
said I never heard
you talk like that before
She said I never heard
you talk like that before