It starts as an offer  Some cash in a coffer  A kindly intention for the day  It goes on and goes on  The ground is still frozen  The springtime is still so far away  In my dictionary  The adjectives carry  The same weight I try to push away  The houses are numbered  All pillaged and plundered  Their tenants march slowly to the bay  Tell me  What are the songs that you would take (high mountain)  Which old excuses would you make (high mountain)  Tell me  How many promises you'd break (high mountain)  On the mountains of the moon  If I were a guru  I might try and fool you  And tell you it all comes to an end  But as you well know now  The elements show how  The injury's no worse than the mend  Tell me  How many ideas are at stake (high mountain)  Tell me  How many rivers build a lake (high mountain)  Tell me  How many times will your soul ache (high mountain)  On the mountains of the moon  Tell me  Aare all the windows still opaque (high mountain)  Tell me  If it was cold would you still shake (high mountain)  Tell me  How many hearts will you break (high mountain)  On the mountains of the moon  Tell me  If it was time would you still wake (high mountain)  Tell me  Which ten emotions would you fake (high mountain)  Tell me  How many friends will you forsake (high mountain)  On the mountains of the moon  ---------------------------------------------------------