Attilio left Vancouver, chasing the sky
Through the Rockies' peaks, he felt so high
Days rolled on, the wild called his name
He saw God's work in the mountain's frame
He saw the world with God's own eyes
Felt the power in the earth and skies
Wanted to preach, to spread the news
But who would believe the truth he knew
The rivers flowed, the eagles soared
He stood in awe of the world restored
Each creature moved with a holy grace
In every breath, he saw God's face
He saw the world with God's own eyes
Felt the power in the earth and skies
Wanted to preach, to spread the news
But who would believe the truth he knew
He came back down, with fire inside
But knew the world wouldn't see his side
He saw the world with God's own eyes
Felt the power in the earth and skies
Wanted to preach, to spread the news
But who would believe the truth he knew
So he held it close, let the wild be
His silent faith in the rocks and trees