the redtail followed us down the mountain.
wherever we went, he showed, again and again.
then fog rolled in, when fog was forbidden --
it was dark by day, then, and not a little frightening.
finally we took the hint and fled for the valley.
then fog rolled in, when fog was forbidden --
it was dark by day, then, and not a little frightening.
finally we took the hint and fled for the valley.
the mountains where my sister lives
are full of mysteries. the mountains where
I live cry back an echo, every single day.
sister, sister, we are lost, and so is the world.
are full of mysteries. the mountains where
I live cry back an echo, every single day.
sister, sister, we are lost, and so is the world.
but the redtail still follows us down the mountain.
