Текст Mount Eerie – The Place I Live

The place I live
Passing under
My feet while my mind wanders
In a sea of fog
On a ridge
Seeing through a hole in the fog
(«A thought out of nowhere comes passing through»)
I say to myself
(«I say to myself, like a voice on the wind»)
«Behold»
But I see nothing
Rocks and water and wood
Not speaking to me
(«Left alone to wander above»)
Slow and uneasy and alive
(«wanderer above the sea of fog»)
I mean the place lives
And clouds pass over
(«sitting on a ridge and watching clouds pass over»)
The landscape
A blanket on stone
(«where an ocean of glaciers rolled»)
Land waves are rolling
(«Through a fog, this is a brief life.»)
(«Short and cold, momentarily.»)
(«A life as brief as the morning fog»)

Momentarily
I come out from under