In the breeze atop Fiara’s Mountain lies the sweetest truth
Written in the skyline of the trees
We can learn the deepest secrets hidden from us now
If you will climb atop the mountain with me

Vast imperfection fills the trails we will have to trod
Many dangers lie in wait for us
However, I will hold your hand if you will cling to me
Together, we will climb and learn to trust

I have heard told that the breeze atop Fiara’s Mountain
Is warmer than the deepest, soulful kiss
Although the journey there may sometimes be a little cold
That breeze will make us both soon forget

I am reaching out my hand, oh so ready to climb
I want to see the skyline of the trees
Will you climb atop Fiara’s Mountain, holding on to me
So we can learn the secrets in the breeze