John Parish Glade Park
mountain made a believer out of me
you looked for the scar in my eye did you see
when I could only bear being out at night
with the dog & the snow & my failing sight
& I was happy to let it be
if that’s what’s being offered me
mountain made a believer out of me
you looked in my eyes did you see
how close I was to losing everything
how I never knew such fear within
& I was happy to let it be
if that’s what’s being offered me
