| 1 | Fog enshroud the hills. | |
| 2 | The hills rolled toward the horizon. | |
| 3 | You can move mountains and you can free your soul. | |
| 4 | Promising holes in the clouds were visible behind me, lighting up the mountains. | |
| 5 | When those hills tapered off the pilots curled right again toward the city center and made their final approach. |