Song Description
This song describes how the singer feels when he is up on the mountain standing in the trees and hears the breeze picking up momentum and then becoming wind and then dying back down to a gentle breeze. The acousic guitar mimimcs the sound of the breeze/wind.
Song Length |
5:06 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - Rural |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Peaceful, On Cloud Nine |
Subject |
Mountains, Hills, Wind |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
When the Mountain Breathes - Copyright 2009 - James Morris Pearson
I go walking all alone,
up on the mountain above my home.
And I feel connected to the trees
when the magic comes and takes hold of me.
I listen to that mountain and I hesitate,
when I hear a distant breeze coming this way.
I close my eyes and I wait
to hear the mountain breath.
Countless whispers high above the ground
fill the canopy above with sound.
The secrets told remain a mystery to me.
I listen to the mountain and I hesitate
when I hear a distant breeze.
I close my eyes and I wait
to hear the mountain breath.
When the mountain breaths
it takes my breath from me, captured by the trees.
When the mountain breaths
and I am there to see and hear natures symphony.
(Instrumental Section - Acoustic guitar mimics the sound of the wind picking up momentum, then rushing through the trees and then dying down to a gentle breeze).
When the wind is gone, I'm in a gentle sea,
peaceful stillness everywhere surrounding me.
Every little needle on every single branch waits for another chance.
We hope the wind will come again and bring the dance,
bring the dance.