Ishmael

This mountain where we stand
Can be carved by our hands
We'll dig it deep, we'll dig it deep ourselves

To let go of our plans
Fall hard to start again
We'll drain the lake to let the river flow
Ohhhh let the river flow

You'll be the last one standing
You'll see it all too right and then
Then you'll stand there waiving goodbye

This canyon where we stand
Your graveyard is our land
There's nothing left to take
We're gonna make some more

So we stack the glass
And now we're home at last
We built a gate made of mountain stones
And everybody knows

We were gonna change the world
With no ride and no time