I've stood upon my mountaintop    And shouted at the sky    Walked above the pavement    With my senses amplified          All my nerves are naked wires    Tender to the touch    Sometimes super-sensitive    But who can care too much?          Scars of pleasure    Scars of pain    Atmospheric changes    Make them sensitive again       Each emotional injury    Leaves behind its mark    Sometimes they come tumbling out    Like shadows in the dark          When I think about all I have seen    And all I'll never see    When I think about the people    Who have opened up to me          Snow falls deep around my house    And holds the winter light    I've heard the lions hunting    In the Serengeti night          Forests turned to factories    And river, sea, and sky    Hungry child in the desert    And the flies that cloud her eyes          Pleasure leaves a fingerprint    As surely as mortal pain    In memories they resonate    And echo back again