Watching From the Mountain
Sitting on the edge of darkness in the calm before storm
Knowing what tomorrow is to bring
Holding on to what's above while looking down below
I see the waters coming to drowned humanity
The earth itself is shaking there's a dull roar in my ears
As I watch the force of evil come to life
Though I myself protected, sitting on this ledge
Many in the valley overtaken by the night
The mountain it is empty not too many people here
Most had never found the will to climb
Not knowing that protection, comes from up above
The valley seemed more comfortable then climbing to the light
By John T. Wright
