Standing high above the earth
The holy mountain known as Fuji
Witness to centuries of war and peace
It rises high above the line of sight
Fuji is quiet, watching as the globe turns
A sentry, performing watchmen duty
Waiting for millennia to finally sleep
Fuji is tired but men continue to fight
And she is called to guide a return
To days of hope before men learned
The science of bombs and bullets
And obey the mad passions of war
