One, two, three, four, two, zero Let's do another one for the open road It's been crazy getting through last winter, but The ocean has been such good company And can you feel the earth tilting back and forth Back and forth Here I sleep, parked next to the curb In Portland I cringe of growing up in the suburbs But I'll wash dishes for a quick cash binge 'Til April comes and it's into the wilderness again Oh, father mountain Show your face, where has the movement gone? For our equal race Oh, father mountain Answer me So be it Mountain, I follow thee Cosmic rays have amplified your face And been revealed to me In the strangest places I take it as no astrological sign And the eighth wonder has read my mind Feel the earth tilting back and forth Back and forth Unity and a common bond will bless this trail And dirt we trod upon I wake to the birds and my bitter back burns Smile like you mean it And it will be returned Oh, father mountain Show your face, where has the movement gone? For our equal race Oh, father mountain Answer me So be it Mountain, I follow thee Oh man, what kind of power's in me? Oh man, can you see it churning? Oh man, what kind of fire's in me Oh man, can you see it burning? Oh man, I got some power in me Oh man, can you see it churning? Oh man, I got some fire in me Oh man, can you see it burning?