Under the Mountain (Reprise/Finale)


In the winter, the snow fell upon the mountain
And in the spring and summer, the melted snow
Percolated through the shale slides
To the underground streams
Until it burst through the Raining Rock,
And flowed into Ghost Creek:
The source of all life Under the Mountain

Christian and Dorothy Rasmussen were the last pioneers
And we, their children, pass their stories to the coming generations
So they will not be forgotten.

Cathedral on High, there’s a sentinel watching me
Through every plight, there’s a vision
That’s leading my life: up against the sky!

Like my father before me, I am a son of the Mountain.  It stalks me all the days of my life, heals me when I am broken, reminds me of who I am.  The Mountain makes me live right.

© 2016 Jack Nielsen
℗ 2016 Jack Nielsen
Words and Music by Jack Nielsen
Performed by Pawn’s Logic ™
from the Meta-Ballad
Under the Mountain.

Nylon string and steel string acoustic guitars: Jack Nielsen
Vocals: Jack Nielsen
Whistling: Jack Nielsen