"Hello little mountain house
glancing out the window and going to bed
this is the mountain above your roof
this is the space above your head
and though your comfortable in bare means
content with what you have
saying "no more hunting,
this is it and sitting still for good"
but you must come reconcile with me
and with the space above your head
the dark unfolding mystery
come out, come out and see
what you don't know"

Mount Eerie Revealed
in the breaking of clouds and then gone again
the day runs out the shapes go again
over and over using up my life
and if it's spring maybe I'll see
during the short days, long twilights
a cloud, a break in the clouds and then another cloud
and then night.

In another fog
I forget what I know through rock revolves
the sun sets in the south where it rose
this song dissolves wind blows and we glide
Mount Eerie revealed in the break of the clouds
and then gone again