I am the mountains – I am the trees
I am whatever you want     (me to be)
I am the river that flows to the sea
I am the clouds being tossed in the breeze
I am the spirit of three hundred men
I am resurgence, again and again
I am the living – I am the dead
I am the minstrel spinning yarns in your head

Enjoy your time with me
In both gladness and distress
Take a deep, deep breath
I’m your confidence

I am your promise – I’m your guarantee
I am the gift of a skeleton key
I am your answer – your ideal cup o’ tea
Yes, I am whatever you want     (me to be)
I am the stillness all moonlit and starry
I am the tempest with lightning and fury
I am the respite for bones when you’re weary
I am the ocean waves, their splendor, their glory

I am the mountains – I am the trees
I am the river that flows to the sea
I am the clouds being tossed in the breeze
I am whatever you want     (me to be)

You can cry in your beer
you can howl in the wind
you can cast away all your close friends
or sing old sad songs over
and over again
but your broken heart might never mend
find yourself a wishing well
toss in a coin
visit the gypsies outside of town
wander the mountains
alone and forlorn
but your heart will play games of its own

 Disconsolation, that cacophony of misery
     is messing with your mind
     your isolation, unnatural, irrational
     you gotta leave that mess behind

You don’t have to be heroic
you don’t need to be so fine
you don’t even need your ducks in row
there will always be another
somewhere down the road
and, my friend, that’s all you really need to know
there’s a hundred righteous reasons
for feeling like a fool
guilt-ridden, empty cover-ups for shame
you’ve been dumped and disregarded
and maybe treated harshly
it happens – ain’t no one to blame

 Disconsolation, that cacophony of misery
     It’s a tragedy, fabricated by your broken heart
          proclaiming its displeasure
     your isolation, so damnably irrational
     ain’t nothin’ in this world lasts forever

You can cry in your beer
you can howl in the wind
you can cast away all your close friends
or sing old sad songs over
and over again
but your broken heart might never mend