Mountains On Top Of Buried Stars

Descending rays they form a face
Like lions, circled with hair
And underneath our dusty feet
They plant themselves by the pair

I know there’s a place
For me beyond the grave
Where fire, it won’t burn

From you to me, no memory
Of what we have but we’ve hid
We do our thing and it’s piling
It’s growing taller than air

I know there’s a place
For me beyond the grave
Where fire, it won’t burn

Living it’s so easy once you learn
There ain’t no mine if there ain’t yours
And in the seasons you observe
How everything take its turn

Ascended beings, they float on wings
And pull us up by the hair
Imploding space reveals a place
Smaller but bright than here

I know there’s a place
For me beyond the grave
Where fire, it won’t burn

Living it’s so easy once you learn
There ain’t no mine if there ain’t yours
And in the seasons you observe
How everything take its turn

Mountains on top of buried stars