You will find my bones on the mountaintop
Or buried in the depths of the sea
Maybe trapped like treasure in the tomb of a king
- no ordinary resting place for me!
They will scatter my ashes in the vacuum of space
Or toss them to the heart of a storm
I'll be lost to the shifting desert sands
- dead and gone, beyond hope or harm.
[Too long, too long
I've played it safe
Bound here like one enchanted
But the quiet life
Is not for me
I'm a soul that withers when planted...]
My bones you can claim, this body, this dust
Once my time in this world is past
But my heart belongs forever with that mountaintop
- so that's where I'm headed at last.