Western Ridge

from Turning Point

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This is where the trail just disappears

This is where their story ends

No one knows where they went from here

But I remember when they drank a toast

A route that no one else had tried

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Working up along the western ridge

Where the watershed divides

Way up there

They found their

Place in the sky

Around the fire we told the tale

Of how they'd cut it close before

Wandered lost after the avalanche

And stumbled back to camp at dawn

But now it's much too long to hold the hope

The glacier ice can echo deep

I thought I felt a tug along the rope

And it pulled me from my sleep

Chorus

The air is clear and the ice is blue

You can see from down below

That curling up over the eastern side

Is a silent plume of snow

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