blue vein

These mountains been here long long time 
before us 
Will be here long time after 
Swim this river 
This brush in which we born 
Long time, long long time before 
These skies over us 
This ground upon which we sit 
This land on which the wind blows
These chills in blue veins 
That wait and 
Wait and wait for sunshine 
These birds that call 
 Amidst these ruins 
  In these tin gutters 
Sing 
    Sing 
   These tracks upon which we wait 
Over this mountain 
   Over this mountain ridge 
This time 
Upon the land 
 On the earth 
     In the ground 
   In this time  
      this mountain 
  This road