Song From Half Mountain – Dan Fogelberg – letras

Now the wind is stillIn a moment it will be ragingNow my soul is youngIn a moment it will be aging.And high above the pinesI wrote several linesAnd left them in a bottleFor you to find.Now the dream is risingIn a moment it will be pastThis breath is my firstIt will all too soon be my last.And on a windy coastI made several toastsTo you and me and the seaAnd no one heard.Now the wind is stillIn a moment it will be ragingNow my soul is youngIn a moment it will be aging.And high above the pinesI wrote several linesAnd left them in a bottle