Zermatt Calling

Where the air is clear
The mountains bright
Stars shine above
Through the night

Filled with promise
Filled with hope
A writer’s dream
To keep afloat

A place of peace
Where no one knows
This lonely girl
No friends or foes

Oh bold big mountain
You draw me in
I return to you
Again, again

I see and feel and hear your cries
Of loneliness in the midnight skies
In the dark I walk the streets
Nothing in the air but my heartbeat

I stare at you and wonder why
You’re all alone in the big dark sky
So tall, so bold,
The mountain air sends chills of cold

I walk past those who dared to try
To scale your peak
In the morning skies.

Now they lay in silent tombs
Pale cages of their deadly wombs
They sit below your tempting peak
No longer breathing, they cannot speak

You drew them in with a wicked tale
You made them yearn
To climb and scale
Your brutal peak that seems so warm
The false face of hate and scorn

But alone you sit
Touching the sky
Never crying
For the ones who’ve died.

Oh bold big mountain
You draw me in
I return to you
Again, again