Like a Mountain - Timber Timbre

Oh, the mountain top

Oh, the vision stop

And I will reap the locust crop

'Cause I love you like a mountain

Oh, the mountain top

Oh, the bleeding stop

And down goes the hatchet, the chopping block

'Cause I love you like a mountain

Oh, the human race

Oh, the prophets face

And all God’s people find their place

And I love you like a mountain

And out in the woods, lightning struck

I saw death in the eye of a buck

Tied to a tree, drowned in the muck

Everything had changed

And we grew up with birds and bees

We’d go swimming, we’d climb trees

And we would skate when the ice would freeze

We came up the same

We were both the same

Oh, the mountain top

Oh, the vision stops

And I will reap the locust crop

'Cause I love you like a mountain

Oh, the mountain top

Oh, the bleeding stopped

I will reap the locust crop

'Cause I love you like a mountain

Oh, the human race

Oh, the devil’s face

And all God’s creatures find their place

'Cause I love you like a mountain

I love you like a mountain

I love you like a mountain