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Chasing you down perfect slopes
Moments shared so full of hopes
Blinding sun, the wind is sweet and cold
Resonates the strings of my soul
I am lost - and only the mountain knows where
I don't care - the weather is crystal clear
Huge seracs points like missiles
Right at us
While riding these steep spines
It'll fall - and only the mountain knows when
Unaware that this is a perilous descent
The chairlifts rocking steady onwards
Passing through towers and terminals
Our ski-borne feet dangling in the breeze
Hanging high over
Frost layered trees
'Till we're sweeping down
On powdered hills, chills down my spine
In you I've found
Some common ground, a partner in crime
Chasing you down perfect trails
My snowblades skimming the surface
Straight between the roads not taken
Our ways cross
You're still unshaken
We are lost - and only the mountain knows where
We don't care
The weather is crystal clear
