song from half mountain

now the wind is still

in a moment it will be raging

now my soul is young

in a moment it will be aging. and high above the pines

i wrote several lines

and left them in a bottle

for you to find. now the dream is rising

in a moment it will be past

this breath is my first

it will all too soon be my last. and on a windy coast

i made several toasts

to you and me and the sea

and no one heard. now the wind is still

in a moment it will be raging

now my soul is young

in a moment it will be aging. and high above the pines

i wrote several lines

and left them in a bottle

for you to find.