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Sitting by my window with sounds of bird telling
some men busy working constructing a new home
far at my sight a mountain range overlooks at me
wondered what rhyme I am going to make

so title came fast, ideas are still on a float
little can one wonder how high a mountain may go
yes, not very high anymore but it goes higher
two things to ponder, one faith, two belief

these mountains always get higher till death
belief once found remains unshaken with hope
faith once made certain remains firm with blessings
these mountains never gets smaller but bigger

wondered why build a new home when homes are many
we dream to build a hope that would stay strong
like a mountain we hope on a dream yes it goes high
not high on alcohol or drugs these only brings one back

but faith and belief makes your mountain get bigger 
why birds talk, just like us, only that seldom one knows
its always about love, a harmony of nature binding
to strengthen every soul for love and peace

yea one greatest commandment love one another
in every race and culture love is always spoken
in our world today man man where are we! Alas
faith and belief have traveled out from our luggage

what we carry is all rubbish as precious as gold or silver
look out if you see a mountain and remember how high
a dream can go well if for wealth sell it all away nay
but for love let is loose and relax you are heading up

remember God and his ways charity a wise hope
see a Mormon way Heavenly Father see you
like a mountain he make you be high and high
his love his only son's love for all to rest

remember him who made all in six days! Yeah
in six days, for a dream to be once again dear
leave your knowledge its pays nothing grab him
all will be added unto you, seek him today he waits

mountains are like heavens never told but remains
a climber loves its peak, though hard it may be
yet a joy after learning its limits like God
love pours, why remain confused in a knowledge world

Remember God is waiting, one day like a prodigal son
yeah when mountains go high you become one
Holy Ghost becomes yours and Holy Spirit is his
just give your heart and ask surely high you get

dreams may sound easy, easier still is his ways
Heavenly Father love every soul co's its his
so why wonder in his land and forget all
system we abide for a better tomorrow nice

when one abide his system a future is dreamed
life on Earth is temporary life after death is real
listen, mountain do get high, when you know why
Heavenly father promises.
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