This Mountain Lyrics - Singles - Blumenfeld Hugh

This is not an age of faith 

This is not an age of miracles 

We don't believe anything they say 

We don't believe anything at all 

But when December grabs you by the throat 

Better look for something burning deep inside your coat 

>From the top of this mountain 

I can see Canaan 

The blue of the vineyard 

And gold of the grain 

Right across that river 

Candles flicker 

If I didn't know better 

I'd call it a dream 

The walls of Jericho 

And the walls of Jerusalem 

Came tumbling down long ago 

And they never got built again 

Will you stand in the rubble where the rocks and bullets whine 

Will you stand in the garden, reach your hand across the line 

>From the top of this mountain 

I can see Canaan 

The blue of the vineyard 

And gold of the grain 

Right across that river 

Candles flicker 

If I didn't know better 

I'd call it a dream 

In the eyeless streets of Gaza, 

In the shadow of the Golan Heights 

In the fortress of Masada, 

Through centuries of night 

One light was always burning 

Even when the fuel was gone 

One light was always burning 

--and the lights burn on... 

>From the top of this mountain 

I can see Canaan 

The blue of the vineyard 

And gold of the grain 

Right across that river 

Candles flicker 

If I didn't know better 

I'd call it a dream 

Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld / Hydrogen Jukebox Music