Fly Along (Mountain)

You are the raindrop that never sleeps You are the train rolling over me You are the mountain (I'm climbing) And no the feathers don't come cheap Fly along Fly along You saw the concrete tide roll in You know the perfect sequencing Another mountain (I'm climbing) And no the feathers don't come cheap You're only left with one thing To have to face it again You find yourself against the wind You'll never find it again You are the seedling beneath the boots Winding your way through too narrow chutes You are the mountain (I'm climbing) And no the feathers don't come cheap