white mountain, your beauty is revealed
your top rises above the lake bed and beyond the trees
and breaks through the barrier which contains us

Winter's cold wind carries cigarette smoke up to you
and the burning ash falls into the water below the bridge

a perfect scenic picture fading with the sun
and a pink portrait of light fills the sky before it all disappears

the **** is stomped and disposed of with time we will all secumb to the night hide these secret burning lights