Ishmael

This mountain where we stand

Can be carved by our hands

We'll dig it deep, we'll dig it deep ourselvesTo let go of our plans

Fall hard to start again

We'll drain the lake to let the river flow

Ohhhh let the river flowYou'll be the last one standing

You'll see it all too right and then

Then you'll stand there waiving goodbyeThis canyon where we stand

Your graveyard is our land

There's nothing left to take

We're gonna make some moreSo we stack the glass

And now we're home at last

We built a gate made of mountain stones

And everybody knowsWe were gonna change the world

With no ride and no time