Appalachian giants sleeping Grey, blue, green silhouettes White dotted lines cut Across a great American cloth Miles on miles off in memory Ghosts haunt, hang And hover like the morning mist The sun burns it off, The giants rise, Then I know Im alive The afternoon sky is a hammer Beating down, Blinding my eyes Long at last, Dusk comes forgiving me I know Im alright Finding it easier to leave Than to stay Rushing in, rushing out Of the infinite day Im losing myself finding my way Finding my way Appalachian giants sleeping Grey, blue, green silhouettes White dotted lines cut Across a great American cloth