The fever's breaking on this girl
    The sweat [bad word] down her back
    I taste the salt and dream of oceans
    Tears of joy, so glad
    We have not lost the will to move
    To stand when we must stand
    Just when we thought the light had gone
    It shows itself again

    And as we climb the heat it grows
    The purest love you'll know

    What dreams we had are fadin' to black
    All I got from that city,
    They're takin' it back
    All I need, I believe
    What I want, I can't see
    The fire on the mountain
    Is callin' me home

    Where are you baby can you hear
    Me calling out your name
    Through the fog of spirit making clouds
    And making dark the way

    And as we climb the sound it grows
    The angels [bad word] blows

    Callin' me home
    Speaks to me in whispers
    To my soul
    Sayin' do not fear the ghosts that walk this road
    No they can't do a thing to you
    Turn your eyes to me
    And feel right through