Deep Down

Good old long ago
high on the mountains
of sweet misty dreams
with the winds on our side
I wrote our story
in the back of my mind
and Lord, forgive me
I forgot to erase it
day after day
night after night
year after year
we kept coming back
for a little bit more
to the mountain high
and, the story continued
but when the dark moon fell
and the storm came
I dug a hole in my heart
and buried our story deep down
of good old long ago