Rob Riccardo of wilderness acoustic

'Cause we're of a wilderness
The mountains, they amount to sacred bliss, of wilderness
And get lost between the pines
You'll find that paradise, it always is, made of wilderness, alright
There's something about this place
There's something about the way it makes me feel, so damn real
In a world that's hypnotized, edited, and digitized
Soon to be virtualized, why can't we see with our own eyes
'Cause we're of a wilderness
The mountains, they amount to sacred bliss
Get lost between the pines
You'll find that paradise, it always is, made of wilderness, alright
So tell me what's your fear, is it getting lost out here?
Or missin' out on something else within the atmosphere?
Of your tiny scream, gotta check your feet
Meanwhile you're missin' out, on what crafted you and me
'Cause we're of a wilderness
The mountains, they amount to sacred bliss
Get lost between the pines
You'll find that paradise, it always is, made of wilderness, alright
Sweet land of red rock canyons, sweet land of aspen groves
Sweet land of everything that I thought I'd never know
Sweet land of red rock canyons, sweet land of aspen groves
Sweet land of everything that I thought I'd never know
Sweet land of red rock canyons, sweet land of aspen groves
Sweet land of everything that I thought I'd never know
Sweet land of red rock canyons, sweet land of aspen groves
Sweet land of everything that I thought I'd never know
'Cause we're of wilderness
The mountains, they amount to sacred bliss
Get lost between the pines
You'll find that paradise, it always is, made of wilderness, alright