There is a silence
Deep in the hollow
Where the light skims
Conifer bones
Mount Lassen
The roosting moon,
Speckled plume
Baby, in the winter
You know I can get real low
When there are no more songs to sing
Because the birds have all gone home
Mount Lassen
Made of chimney smoke
And howling echoes
The days are stretching
The forest rising
Lake Helen
Starts thawing
Mount Lassen
My heart has bloomed
I pluck it for you
Down in that hollow
The heart keeps pumping
The lures are shining
The birds are returning
Mount Lassen
Where we made a home
It's where we rest our bones
It's where we'll rest our bones
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