The mountains surrounding

Mark the boundaries you're not meant to leave

I'll stay far away

But to keep my place

I want to write our names on Culm Bank's face



Our hands only shake when we cross state lines

I've made hundreds of mistakes

And peace with dying in my sleep

That's just right with me

While the kids back home will leap

To the riverbeds below below Market Street



The mountains surrounding

Mark the boundaries only mentally

Never set free

You know where I'll be

There's a time a place

When and where they'll bury me



Our hands only shake when we cross state lines

I've made hundreds of mistakes

And peace with dying in my sleep

That's just right with me

While the kids back home will leap

To the riverbeds below below Market Street