I've stood upon my mountaintop

And shouted at the sky

Walked above the pavement

With my senses amplified





All my nerves are naked wires

Tender to the touch

Sometimes super-sensitive

But who can care too much?





Scars of pleasure

Scars of pain

Atmospheric changes

Make them sensitive again



Each emotional injury

Leaves behind its mark

Sometimes they come tumbling out

Like shadows in the dark





When I think about all I have seen

And all I'll never see

When I think about the people

Who have opened up to me





Snow falls deep around my house

And holds the winter light

I've heard the lions hunting

In the Serengeti night





Forests turned to factories

And river, sea, and sky

Hungry child in the desert

And the flies that cloud her eyes





Pleasure leaves a fingerprint

As surely as mortal pain

In memories they resonate

And echo back again