If you climb the mountain she'll be your guide
If you reach the sun she'll bring in the tide
Some were born in fire others in snow
When they get together look out below
She handed me a box with a seed in it
Pointed to my soul said this is it
Handed me a flower this is your friend
If you hate it now you'll love again
The horses stood ready in the sky
Theo yellow has turned bright again
The sun is cold in this fire
Let's go higher and higher
Deep red is the color when you feel the hate
You think you're through a victim of fate
I didn't know the anger so I let it grow
When I began to live it started to show
I went to the backwoods crossroads
Sat by the mountains of America
The city is too cold for this fire now
I got to let burn somehow