I came upon a Buddha child,
Sey (s/he) was walking along the road,
And I asked ley (him/her), "Where are you going?
And this what sey told me.

Sey said, "I'm going on down to camping grounds,
I'm going to join in a Tibetan band,
I'm going campout on the land,
And try and get Tibet free."

Sey said, "We are star dust,"
Sey said, "We're golden."
And we've got to get ourselves
BACK TO THE MOUNTAIN."

I asked ley, "Can I walk beside you?
I've come here to loose the smog,
I feel like I'm a cog in some wheel turning,
Round and Round and Round.

We'll maybe it's just the time of year,
Or maybe it's the time for change,
I don't know who I am,
But life is for learning. (wonder NOT fear)

I know we're star dust,
I think we're golden,
And we've got to get ourselves
BACK TO THE MOUNTAIN.

By the time we got to Tibet,
We were half a million strong,
And everywhere you looked,
There was song and celebration.

That night I dreamed I saw the Chinese,
Up there riding shotgun in the sky,
And they were turning into lotuses,
Up above our nation.

We are star dust,
Come from billion year old carbon,
We are golden,
We just got caught up in some Chinese bargain,
AND WE'VE GOT TO GET OURSELVES,
BACK TO THE MOUNTAIN.