Driving up a canyon   Rise above the fog   Inversions got the city   As dirty as a dog   Signal reads danger   Don't suck in when you breathe   I've been almost lost and drifting   In a swirling milky sea      People like to tell me   The valley is too cold   Others praise the winter    They utilize the snow      Up at Beaver Mountain   Tree's brush against the sky   I first learned to keep my balance   Long enough fly   I list it as a reason    I stayed in a little town   It's up there at the top   Where I start working my way down      Woke up early this morning    And I looked outside   The Earth was undercovers   Her Blankets white      Now I stand below the hillside   With a ticket to ascend   Above the glorious terrain before me   Now I'm Ready to begin   My gradual climb to freedom   On the way I'm looking for   The perfect powder   I know where no one's been before      People like to tell me   There's a bigger place to go   I say "Better fill your wallet   and enjoy the fashion show"      I'll be up at Beaver mountain   Where the essence is to ride   Surfing near the clouds   Where the snow I know divine   I list it as a reason   I stayed in a tired town   It's up there a the top   Where I start working my way down      A thousand trails I've found here   A lot more then you'd think   The best things in this place are hidden   If you go too slow you'll sink      Every way leads down here   Yeah, always on the move   Unless, of course, hidden in the tree's   Lining up to groove      I feel closer to the season   On rolling hills up high   There's no stopping now I know   I'm free and I'm alive   Twisting, turning, cold and deep   Nothing more to do   Then frolic down the mountain   Always trying to out do myself   My goal to live each day   The best that I know how   I'm coming down the mountain   Feeling good   I'm in the now