On the Mountain

On the mountain All I hear is the wind whistling I can hear the echoes of my own voice On the mountain Where everything is green and blues I close my eyes and I can see the crimson sea The sun is sleeping Then, when I open my eyes My journey still hasn't ended The whispers that I have in my head Told me, I've come way too far for this day I have seen too much And I just wish the mountain could wash away my pain My youth was spent in fears If I'm given the chance to live another life I'd rather not lived at all My tears still hasn't dried up yet Like the other person who smiles I don't want to feel any pain at all No lessons learnt, no more fear And certainly no regrets left behind All I wanted is to be free