Mt. St. Helens - text
From the morning when I rise from my bed
Till the evening, when I lay my head in slumber
Oh, the loss of you does wreck my days
Leaves me with a violent hunger
I will never be free from you
Till I escape the lion's jaw
There's no welcome in the end
There's no reason to return, again
Till the evening, when I lay my head in slumber
Oh, the loss of you does wreck my days
Leaves me with a violent hunger
I will never be free from you
Till I escape the lion's jaw
There's no welcome in the end
There's no reason to return, again
The mountain stood so large, we were humbled
We walked a high and lonely path
The sun beat down on the ground
We looked around us
There were no trees there
We found a creek there
We dipped our feet there
We were alone there
There was still hope there
There had been a great disaster
And the hot winds came just after
A tremendous shock was felt
Survivors, often tell
The trees all hit the ground
Death was all around
And not a single, lonesome sigh
We walked a high and lonely path
The sun beat down on the ground
We looked around us
There were no trees there
We found a creek there
We dipped our feet there
We were alone there
There was still hope there
There had been a great disaster
And the hot winds came just after
A tremendous shock was felt
Survivors, often tell
The trees all hit the ground
Death was all around
And not a single, lonesome sigh
The example lay before you
You, knew what you had to do
You have a pressure in you
To destroy the one who loved you
The death was all around
You, knew what you had to do
You have a pressure in you
To destroy the one who loved you
The death was all around
You were hotter to me than the sun
That burned me up the day we went
To Mount Saint Helens,
And if the special death you gave to me
Is the prize I get to take home solemnly
Then suffer with the fact that
I could never be your friend
I could never come back home, again
That burned me up the day we went
To Mount Saint Helens,
And if the special death you gave to me
Is the prize I get to take home solemnly
Then suffer with the fact that
I could never be your friend
I could never come back home, again
Advisory Committee
- Cold Cold Water
- After You Left
- Make It Hot
- Mt. St. Helens
- Recommendation
- Body Below
- The Sun
- Advisory Committee
- Special Death
- The Garden
- Light The Match
- Apples In The Trees
- Monument
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- 2. Special Death
- 3. La Familia
- 4. Following The Sun
- 5. The Garden
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