Here we go now...

No one here can show you where it is but I can point to a sign

On the roof of the world without apparent design

The frozen definition of a lunatic ambition to rise

The air is thin, the future dim, dimension hard to find

Up on a mountain encased in solar rays

Beyond electric dreams of inarticulate passion plays

Coming down a mountain, eons have a human ring

The conversation of impassive planets

Intercepted by a human being

Ratiocination is a practicable way to derive

An attitude of altitude and probity by which to abide

Or maybe of the a theophany of flaming creosote in disguise

The air is thin, the future dim, dimension undefined

Up on a mountain encased in solar rays

Beyond electric dreams of inarticulate passion plays

Coming down a mountain, eons have a human ring

The conversation of impassive planets

Intercepted by a human being

Here glaring cold in the crystalline geometry of night,

Obscuring form and tracing faceless fears

Of a suprahuman immensity in a patch of sand

Or a raptors guileless shivering intensity,

I'm only a visitor,

And atom of atoms on a jutting red splattered synagogue of granite

As it crouches literally in space,

A frozen amoral giant gazing heavenward forever

Let's go where the raptor goes to the mountain in a cosmic glow

We'll have a genuine terrestrial show on a mountain - on a mountain

Let's scan the horizon clean for any trace of human schemes

And try to touch upon immortal themes on a mountain - on a mountain