I was born in a forked-tongued story
raised up by merchants and drugstore liars
now i walk on the paths of glory
one foot in ice, one in fire

I see the mountain, the mountain comes to me
I see the mountain and that is all I see

Some poor prophet comes, some find solace
some lay him down in a junkyard bay
some will chase us and some will call us
gone, gone, gone in a day

Gone to the mountain, the mountain comes to me
I see the mountain and that is all I see

Miller take me and miller grind me
scatter by bones on the wild green tide
maybe some roving bird will find me
over the water we'll ride

Over the mountain, the mountain comes to me
I see the mountain and that is all I see

Some build temples and some find altars
some come in tall hats and robes spun fine
some in rags, some in gemstone halters
some push the pegs back in line

I see the mountain, the mountain comes to me
I see the mountain and that is all I see
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sumerian lyrics:
da-ri kur-niserin-na, pirin zalag, pirin zalag
da-ri kur-niserin-na, dili-du-a, dili-du
[endless mountain of cedar trees, forest of light, forest of light
endless mountain of cedar trees, i walk alone, i walk alone]

©2000, Dave Carter/Dave Carter Music (BMI)

Chords:


[Capo 3]

Intro: / Em G Bm D Em EmG Em - /

 I was born in a forked-tongued story
 Raised up by merchants and drugstore liars
 Now I walk on the paths of glory
 One foot in ice, one in fire
 / Em - C - G - D - / Em - D - G - A - / 
 / 1st / Em - D - Em EmG Em - / 
 I see the mountain, the mountain comes to me
 I see the mountain and that is all I see

 / C D C D Intro / /

 Some poor prophet comes, some find solace
 Some lay him down in a junkyard bay
 Some will chase us and some will call us
 Gone, gone, gone in a day
 Gone to the mountain, the mountain comes to me 
I see the mountain and that is all I see
Miller take me and miller grind me
Scatter my bones on the wild green tide
Maybe some roving bird will find me
Over the water we'll ride


 Over the mountain, the mountain comes to me
 I see the mountain and that is all I see

 Some build temples and some find altars
 Da-ri kur-niserin-na
 Some come in tall hats and robes spun fine
 Pirin zalag, pirin zalag
 Some in rags, some in gemstone halters
 Da-ri kur-niserin-na
 Some push the pegs back in line
 Dili-du-a, dili-du

 I see the mountain, the mountain comes to me
 I see the mountain and that is all I see
 

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