King of the Mountain

Could you see the aisles of women? Could you see them screaming and weeping? Could you see the storm rising? Could you see the guy who was driving? Could you climb higher and higher? Could you climb right over the top? Why does a multi-millionaire Fi

Walking through the high dry grass, pushing my way through slow Yellow belly black snake, sleeping on a red rock Waiting for the stranger to go Sugar train stops at the crossing, cane cockies cursing below Mountain in the shadow of light, rain in the