"all of us contain music & truth, but most of us can't get it out."

when you come i will call you a seminal wind
bringing old light back to the surface again
with eyes held wide by sights of majesty
the kind we really need in this city

and if a shadow of greatness
hangs long behind you

it's because there ain't no mountain that you can't move.
no child, there just ain't no mountain that stands like you.