[00:08.34]The Montana mountain skyline
[00:10.40]Holding up its gracious arms
[00:12.15]Breaking clear on through to heaven
[00:14.02]To let some light in through the dark
[00:16.15]On an old rusted airplane that took a dive
[00:19.44]Back in the summer of '73
[00:22.05]
[00:23.67]They said the pilot was from Missoula
[00:25.85]In pursuit of the great spirit on LSD
[00:28.97]
[00:31.47]They never found him 10 years to the day I was a newborn babe
[00:37.85]In a bundle back east where the mountains aren't quite as tall
[00:41.34]But they were three time as green
[00:43.13]And when I opened my eyes it was clear that I was back again
[00:48.12]
[00:50.94]But soon enough I forgot as we tend to do, the places I had been
[00:55.93]
[01:02.44]They say the calendar has cancer, believe what you will
[01:07.07]I feel blessed to be here even if the world tilts
[01:10.21]I'm walking barefoot through the back field
[01:13.07]On a lucid summer night where the breeze incites the willow trees
[01:20.32]But I don't hear nobody cry
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[01:41.04]Oh God, in the heart of man, let us be real and true to one another now
[01:46.79]
[01:48.66]Be you a spirit, thought, song, dog,
[01:51.20]Cloud, dream, or piss under the stars
[01:54.13]
[01:56.31]All I think I know for sure is maybe you really love us all
[02:03.05]
[02:04.10]And the sooner we reflect that love the sooner
[02:07.35]The illusion will fall like a cool steady rain on a warm summer day
[02:13.47]
[02:15.04]You smell it fresh on the pavement
[02:17.50]
[02:18.80]Put some more rust on that old airplane, way up there in Montana
[02:24.98]Until it all goes back to dust then she'll really fly