Waiting on a whisper,
the mountains begin to cry.
I joined them as I weep.
Through song we asked each other why.
Through song we did play,
every note with despair.
The crisp morning fog
carries our secrets through the air.
Our mother is dying,
she's on her last breath.
The secrets of the Earth
are promises we should've kept.
The mountains and I wept.
Her whisper never came.
It was the trees that broke the silence,
when they called out your name.

As often as it rains
Its always leavin me amazed,
The rain clouds on they're way
Persuade the sky gray
Away from blue.
Well it's no surprise
The sun will always rise
It's orange glow
Stretching out the skies,
Glistening glitter
Along the bead drops of dew.
Natural wonders everywhere
They'll never compare
To my daydreams of you.
Natural Beauty fine and fair,
I hear you in the mornin'
I feel you in the air.