I’m havin’ dreams and visions still

From the day I climbed that hill

That rocky summit still beckons me

Tho’ perilous and steep the climb

Below, the bed of ancient sea

I must go back time after time

I’m always havin’ visions and dreams

That old butte is not what it seems

At the very top of promontory

The southwest wind repeats the story

That ancient song of Eternity

Scares and haunts and exults me

So I keep on havin’ dreams and visions

To break out of society’s prisons

Again I’m climbin’ to the top

I’m gettin’ tired but I can’t stop

The roar and whistle of the wind

Sings out that age-old song again

The sunrise from the top of the hill

Gives me dreams and visions still

When Creator calls me near

Lay me in that cave up there

See the full moon o’er the Backbone set

You’ll never be able to forget

The view from high up on that hill

Those Dreams and Visions haunt me still

©1996/duke larance ~ the drugstore cowboy poet