G#m High on the sacred mountain F# Up the seven thousand stairs G#m In the golden light of autumn F# There was magic in the air E The clouds surrounded the summit F# The wind blew strong and cold E Among the silent temples F# And the writings carved in gold F# Somewhere in my instincts B The primitive took hold Chorus: B F# I stood at the top of the mountain C#m F# And China sang to me B F# In the peaceful haze of harvest time E A song of eternity If you raise your hands to heaven You will live a hundred years I stood there like a mystic Lost in the atmosphere The clouds were suddenly parted For a moment I could see The patterns of the landscape Reaching to the eastern sea I looked upon a presence Spanning forty centuries Chorus: I stood at the top of the mountain And China sang to me In the peaceful haze of harvest time A song of eternity I thought of time and distance The hardships of history I heard the hope and the hunger When China sang to me... When China sang to me | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m E F# G#m B |