Текст:
As I look, down below me, the hot air will make me high.
Thick smoke, will boil past me, shooting off into the night.
I will feel the violent boiling, the subtle hint of natures pride.
Like the water in the rivers. flowing true, its natural.
Lifes gifts, can give me shivers. with a view, so beautiful.
Light mist across the heavens, Here I stand, amoungst the tall.
I want to stand with the power of the mountains for fists.
I want to fly through the world like a bird through the mist.
I want to flow like the water through the cracks and the twists.
I want to burn with the fire, passion hard to resist.