Indica Mountain Made Of Stone
Oh, why do the trees grow so tall?
Where will I hide if they fall?
The world is so big and I'm so small, and I never dreamed to have it all
Like a mountain made of stone, I am what I am, I am what I am
Blood, flesh, and bone; I am what I am, I am what I am
I take a look at life through your eyes
And I hold my tears, try not to cry
The beauty of it all, I realize
The tears won't hurt as they go by
Like a mountain made of stone, I am what I am, I am what I am
Blood, flesh, and bone; I am what I am, I am what I am
Like a mountain made of stone, I am what I am
Blood, flesh, and bone; I am what I am, I am what I am
Water and more water, the flood comes and I can't swim
I am the water, I am the ark, I am the river within
Like a mountain made of stone, I am what I am, I am what I am
Like a mountain made of stone, I am what I am, I am what I am
Blood, flesh, and bone; I am what I am, I am what I am
Blood, flesh, and bone
Like a mountain made of stone