Rocky Mountain High - John Denver

He was born in the summer of his twenty seventh year

Comin' home to a place he'd never been before

Left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again

Might say he found a key for every door

When he first came to the mountains, his life was far away

On the road and hangin' by a song

But the string's already broken, and he doesn't really care

It keeps changin' fast, it don't last for long ->

He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below

He saw everything as far as you can see

And they say that he got crazy once, he tried to touch the sun

And he lost a friend but kept his memory

Now he walks in quiet solitude, the forests and the streams

Seeking grace in every step he takes

His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand

The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake ->

Now his life is full of wonder, but his heart still knows some fear

Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend

Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more

More people, more scars upon the land ->