The Other Side of the Mountain

The Other Side Of The Mountain
By Jorma Kaukonen
Every mountain has two sides, which side are you on
Most time’s spent just climbing up and the rest is sliding down
The Light you take for granted, when the climb begins
Will let you wander in the dusk as the trail nears its end
A flight of fancy turns my head, I can’t see where I’ve
Been
I must have dropped that torch they passed…
But I can’t remember when
I never thought it easy, fear dogged my every move
One foot passed the other, looking for the groove
In my imagination a kingdom called my name
But the closer to the top I got was still the same old same
I couldn’t see the forest, there were way too many trees
I’m looking for some meaning Lord
Won’t you help me please
We talk about the purpose, the meaning to this climb
Life itself is its reward, the bonus, peace of mind
Sometimes we get forgiveness for the things we didn’t do
Sometimes the blame, it shakes our soul, we can’t deny it’s true
I seek a congregation to hold me to the flame
I rise from ashes cloaked in grace and clearly say my name
The life up on this mountain is the only one we’ve got
A smile today, a passing frown, I’ll give it my best shot
The road that leads forever could be better than todayIn any case I’ll stay the course no matter what they say
The only shortcut exit, a solution I can’t take
I’ll climb and climb and fall and fall
Until they call my name
The backside of the mountain is the only one I know
The upward climb a distant thought that melts like passing snow
The memory of that moment like a postcard in the dust
Reminds me even polished steel will slowly turn to rust
I try to hold this moment like a precious thought of grace
And try to find the road ahead to some celestial place