I've got the mountains here around me Like sentries about the sand Guarding everything I can see Across these lush desert lands Not letting me ever forget you Like stones stacked in the river bed And no matter what this all comes down to I know these rocks will live long after I'm dead
They're saying I'm just some kind of fool Enumerating how I've been taken to school Might be breaking Some of the unwritten rules Contemplating what Don Quixote would