It starts as an offer

Some cash in a coffer

A kindly intention for the day

It goes on and goes on

The ground is still frozen

The springtime is still so far away



In my dictionary

The adjectives carry

The same weight I try to push away

The houses are numbered

All pillaged and plundered

Their tenants march slowly to the bay



Tell me

What are the songs that you would take (high mountain)

Which old excuses would you make (high mountain)

Tell me

How many promises you'd break (high mountain)

On the mountains of the moon



If I were a guru

I might try and fool you

And tell you it all comes to an end

But as you well know now

The elements show how

The injury's no worse than the mend



Tell me

How many ideas are at stake (high mountain)

Tell me

How many rivers build a lake (high mountain)

Tell me

How many times will your soul ache (high mountain)

On the mountains of the moon



Tell me

Aare all the windows still opaque (high mountain)

Tell me

If it was cold would you still shake (high mountain)

Tell me

How many hearts will you break (high mountain)

On the mountains of the moon



Tell me

If it was time would you still wake (high mountain)

Tell me

Which ten emotions would you fake (high mountain)

Tell me

How many friends will you forsake (high mountain)

On the mountains of the moon

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