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The Deep Machine of the Mountain

by Ortega Fuerte

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The first time I saw it myself,
I stood in the snow by the funeral bell.
I couldn't remember the word;
The sound of its cry like a funeral bird.

I whispered a mission.
I whispered a fire.

I whispered a fire from the wall,
But when I came nearer, I saw it was you.
Golden when autumn peeled off,
Revealing a rust that had riddled me through
And I thought of a mountain.

I thought, a machine.

The deep machine of the mountain was making you dream.
The deep machine of the mountain is making you dream.
The deep machine of the mountain, to feather your bells.

The first time I saw it myself,
I saw it through feathers and funeral bells.
I whispered a bell through the snow--
It whispered a fire which proceeded to grow,
Priceless and blue.

The deep machine of the mountain is making me you.

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released January 4, 2015

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Ortega Fuerte Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Ortega Fuerte are a group of songwriters and multi-instrumentalists founded in 2003 by core member Hugo Grayling and often including the contributions of Air Anchor's Chris Rohlf.

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