he'll tell you all he knows.
And you can ask the skipper,
the way the trade wind blows.
An d you can ask the soothsayer,
the book he's tipping sides.
You can follow the magi to the east,
Where a gypsy reads your tea
That's just the way things are
And see what dreams will say
What you ask of the mountain
A mountain will cast you forever in stone
A mountain can turn you to clay
And you were mine, my love
The sky was yours and still
A mountain will do what it does, my love
A mountain will do what it will
In the icy dark of winter night
You knock at the blacksmith's shop
And the blacksmith takes you in
For he knows there is no other way up
And there you learn in solder and fire
The gambler has gone cold turkey here
The skipper is far from the seas
The Magi are cursing the star here
And winds do as they please
The Shaman's cup is empty now
The Prophet has lost his faith
And I came here to prove my love
Though you were sleeping beneath
What you take from the mountain
A mountain can cast you forever in stone
A mountain can fold you in snow
And you were mine, my love,
And yet a mountain will do what it does,
he'll tell you all he knows
And you can ask the skipper,
the way the trade wind blows
And you can ask the soothsayer,
the boogie's tipping sides
a glassy mountain decides
