Distant calls asound
Rushing winds to the sky
Whispering pines abound
Mountain cliffs never die
We come through on paths
Escape Is what it is known
Secrets tell us it is
where we are found
Distant calls asound
Rushing winds to the sky
Whispering pines abound
Mountain cliffs never die
We come through on paths
Escape Is what it is known
Secrets tell us it is
where we are found