On - Nick Harper

I spoke to an angel, at a place they call Kala Pattar,

She met me half way, I played my guitar,

After the singing she asked me to leave her there,

She said I was good but I must go on.

Here’s where we’ve come to, walking this age old road,

Rest and look back awhile, then we take up the load,

As we go forwards, sure as the day is long,

It’s onwards and upwards, ever on.

Two points on a circle in circumference,

Of the eternal, turning the difference,

Of our existence, forwards to where we went,

One senses the other, deep in the firmament,

Laugh at the danger, laugh in the face of death,

Smile at this stranger when we are short of breath,

Push back the boundaries, see how the heart is strong,

It’s why we climb mountains, why we go ever on.

As I descended I slept as I stumbled down,

Really sleep walking, I could not come around,

Again I heard voices, hallucinationings,

Losing my reason as the gloom came in,

With each step I leave her, she never calls me back,

Over my shoulder, back and beyond the track,

I can return there, I feel her in the song,

Like the mist on the mountain, she helps me along,

I spoke to an angel, at a place they call Kala Pattar,

She met me half way, I played my guitar,

After the singing she asked me to leave her there,

She said I was good.