from map to planet

who looks upon the mountains is amazed
not at their height but at the growing trees
that in the pride no angry fires have razed
who looks upon the mountains is amazed

we wouldn't let you see that we'd been fazed
by such intersections of the skies and seas
who looks upon the mountains is amazed
not at their height but at the growing trees

from hurricane to gentle morning breeze
the winds may ruffle that astounding green
it's but a moments work for us to seize
from hurricane to gentle morning breeze

who climbs such heights will in summer freeze
and pause to wonder why such things had been
from hurricane to gentle morning breeze
the winds may ruffle that astounding green

there's not much we could say about that scene
our eyes on other such have rarely gazed
not one of us would choose a haughty mien
there's not much we could say about that scene

you paint your memories on that large screen
all other recollection's soon erased
there's not much we could say about that scene
our eyes on other such have rarely gazed