And the clouds. I’m waiting for. Don’t talk about it anymore. Climbing mountains. The tears. We all cry. Before we die. Watch me tonight. I want to see what you see. Now that you’re awake. You’ve got to get up. Go again. But something stops you. Holds you down. Keeps you from rising. Tell me the secret. So that I can feel it too. Peyote buttons sprinkled in my heart. Make me free. Lift me up. Let me try. Let me cry. To the clouds. Faint visions of trains. To heaven. Riding free.