Sleeping Mountain

I hear the distant roar
As the waves cut into the bay
Just like the hungry words
That´s eaten this thing away
Whoa! I can feel it disappearing

Underneath that cool veneer it´s boiling hot
And one day soon I know you´re going to blow your top
Like a sleeping mountain - lying there waiting to blow

And some day It´ll rise up
Rise up so high
And there´ll be a cloud of smoke
Across a magenta sky
Whoa! I can feel the lava flowing

Underneath that cool veneer it´s boiling hot
And one day soon I know you´re going to blow your top
Heading down that icy slope, crystal pure
Behind the rugged beauty of your tranquil shore
Like a sleeping mountain - lying there just waiting to blow
Like a sleeping mountain - lying there just ready to blow

Never seem to notice if it´s dusk or dawn
Might as well be naked in a thunderstorm
And underneath that cool veneer it´s boiling hot
One day soon I know you´re going to blow your top
Like a sleeping mountain - lying there just waiting to blow
Like a sleeping mountain
Come on and let me feel the lava flow.

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