Alder roads

Deep on the mountain logging road The brush is thick the alders overgrown The hike is coming to a halt quick as we slow Rain funnels on my back and soaks as my deflated optimism shows My brother calls out for an evac Take us home The sun is always creeping ready to show Up on the second leg we rose when suddenly a storm cloud interposed I think we're heading for a whiteout here we go Rounding a glacier one by one We don't know where we'll go or where we've gone We've ventured miles off the course now we are lost The sun is always creeping ready The sun is always creeping ready to show To my sister we all pleaded take us somewhere where the altitude is low She said I never heard you talk like that before said I never heard you talk like that before I am getting overheated I am waiting for the winter months to form She said I never heard you talk like that before said I never heard you talk like that before To my sister we all pleaded take us somewhere where the altitude is low She said I never heard you talk like that before said I never heard you talk like that before I am getting overheated I am waiting for the winter months to form She said I never heard you talk like that before said I never heard you talk like that before She said I never heard you talk like that before said I never heard you talk like that before She said I never heard you talk like that before said I never heard you talk like that before She said I never heard you talk like that before