David Burn<\/a><\/p>\nLet it be known our man of Utah
\nis mortal, ever imperfect<\/p>\n
Yet this Moroni, our Moroni
\nis not without his church<\/p>\n
Pagans dance to an Earthen beat
\nand sway to reason’s raucous chorus <\/p>\n
Arches are his altar
\nrivers his holy water<\/p>\n
Socrates too was taken
\nby a mob<\/p>\n
Cancer is today’s ugly fissure
\na vengeful taker<\/p>\n
Pain ceases with life
\nanother movement complete<\/p>\n
Mortal Moroni rejoins the unborn
\nand born again <\/p>\n
This is the place
\nwhere angels point the way<\/p>\n
From the tops of holy temples
\nand the lonely peaks of Deseret<\/p>\n
In wild canyons
\nangels sing heavenly songs<\/p>\n
II.<\/strong>
\nWhat is love? Love is
\nthe active ingredient in consciousness<\/p>\nA light that can not be extinguished
\nby the icy chill of time<\/p>\n
From Mortal Moroni’s horn
\nthis universal note<\/p>\n
Be kind, be a friend
\npick ‘n’ grin, mix in gin<\/p>\n
Our man of Utah no longer stands
\nhe freaks no more <\/p>\n
You freak on
\nforever find the groove<\/p>\n
Dance to the music
\nknees up near your ears <\/p>\n
Full tilt boogie friends
\nepic adventures for the soul<\/p>\n
This is the place
\nwhere angels point the way<\/p>\n
From the tops of holy temples
\nand the lonely peaks of Deseret<\/p>\n
In wild canyons
\nangels sing heavenly songs<\/p>\n
III.<\/strong>
\nFrom pioneer stock he came
\npriesthood on a platter<\/p>\nThe garments did not fit
\nhis lanky frame, nor his frame of mind<\/p>\n
A western wind lifted his spirits
\nhis faith was rugged<\/p>\n
An Atheist he said he was
\nand a believer in love, beauty and truth<\/p>\n
Some fall to get to Terrapin
\nsome climb<\/p>\n
What our man of Utah can no longer do
\nyou do<\/p>\n
Stand tall, reach high
\nEat, drink and be merry<\/p>\n
Walk many miles in cool mountain rain
\nalways the mountain<\/p>\n
This is the place
\nwhere angels point the way<\/p>\n
From the tops of holy temples
\nand the lonely peaks of Deseret<\/p>\n
In wild canyons
\nangels sing heavenly songs<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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