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He learned the name of the mountain too well

New songs 2026. First new music since 2015. Produced with AI but music and lyrics written by Craig Wood. I made music from my teens to my 30s but stopped in 2015 as there was only so much I could do with a home studio and never liked my own voice. This is just a nice way for me to enjoy making and writing music again and to hear a studio quality version at the end close to what I always hoped to make. He Learned the Mountain’s Name Too Well He left the city without a sound, keys on the table, phone left face down. Drove until the stations thinned Into static and the roads grew dim. He felt the silence like a grace like something pure that could replace the noise of every human sound with stone and weather, fresh air and ground He called it freedom. Called it fate. Said the world below the mountain could wait. I learned your shape by lantern light, Mapped every shadow in the night, Let the old world fade from my sight Where just you and I remain, I said your name into the wind, Watched it rise and fall again, I went to the mountain to start again To start again He burned the letters he'd never read, Watched the camp fire clear his head. Spoke to the ridgeline like a friend, said, “I won’t leave. I won’t pretend.” He traced the rivers with his hands, slept in the curve of the broken land. Every echo said the same As he forgot the sound of his own name. He didn’t need them. So he'd say Called it shelter. Called it truth. Like the mountain was his proof. I learned your shape by lantern light, Mapped every shadow in the night, Let the old world fade from my sight Where just you and I remain, I said your name into the wind, Watched it rise and fall again, I went to the mountain to start again To start again There was a time someone had said his name like it meant something to them Now it disappears against the rocks thin as smoke like something lost He says the mountain understands. But the mountain never answers. He gave it everything his breath, his faith, his former life. Told himself he was reborn in the cold and endless white. If he becomes the wilderness, if he erases all the rest will he find the peace And forgive what he had left I learned your shape by lantern light, Mapped every shadow in the night, Let the old world fade from my sight Where just you and I remain, I said your name into the wind, Watched it rise and fall again, I went to the mountain to start again To start again He left the city without a sound. Went to the mountain And never came down