Chris Robinson - Girl On The Mountain [Live At The El Rey] 

She is a serious girl, her kiss tells you why
She spins the wheel that rolls back the sky
She tells the tales
That make the dust cry
With wings on her feet and stars in her eyes
And I can hear her, hear her sing out my name
And there's a girl on a mountain, waiting there for me
And then the sad day came
When she said goodbye
The rust and the rain are all she left behind
Yes I can hear her
Hear her sing out my name
There's a girl on the mountain
Waiting there for me
There's a girl on the mountain
Where there's a song, on the breeze
Inside these four walls a hole to the devil the empire never ended
The black cat a shadow, alive on the ceiling, and there are no foot prints where I've been Where I've been