My muse
Brown and limp
Sweet and smokey
On my lips

The wine I taste
The vine I waste
It pulls me down
Into the ground

Dervish like
I spin inside
Senses heightened
Inflated pride

When you come
I know I'm hit
By a blue bullet
Slow and smooth

Don't relax
And don't undo
Moving past
Foothills come in view

Climbing up
My muscles cramp
Searching plains
For base camp

In the distance
You see the slope
It's snowy peaks
A dimming hope

Long and hard
Your sojourne
A sweet reward
Is yours in turn

When you come
I know I'm hit
Like a blue bullet
Slow and smooth

Don't relax
And don't undo
Moving past
Foothills come in view

Climbing up
My muscles cramp
Searching plains
For base camp

Act just like a bellows
Ribbed leather and wood
Oxygenate this fellow
In ways only you could

Oh I've found my plateau
Oh I've found my plateau
Oh I've found my plateau
Oh I've found my plateau