mountains
contain more than just memories
of free peoples

i walk thru rivers misted over
by death
and the tears of the few

remaining humans here

the haunted halls
of a debased congress

a dead nation
worshiping  a demented god

rotten
to the very
heart of it all

stink up the place

----

i sing with you of spirit
still and calm

who were actually here

and are still here

(and calm)

-------

in a moment maybe

in a day or something that holds

that which it is not
permissible
to forget

not permissible

it is not permissible
for you to walk away

---------

mountain
hold the river song

listen!

it is not permissible
to die

it is not permissible

to debase

the sacred spirit

(as you know)