| Song | On the Mountain |
| Artist | Angels of Light |
| Album | The Angels of Light Sing Other People |
| Let the wind wear away | |
| Words cut into stone | |
| Let it clear what remains | |
| Let it scatter their bones | |
| Let there be you | |
| Walking a line on the plain | |
| Let it be you | |
| Getting up again and again | |
| There you contain | |
| All that you have replaced | |
| Without judgment or fear | |
| With no intention left to waste | |
| Just let it be you | |
| Through the strength and pain of rejoice | |
| Just let it be you | |
| Tracking the years down through your voice | |
| Deep and loud | |
| Clear and true | |
| Let it be you | |
| And your lover she cried | |
| To see you there on the farm | |
| Spinning again, defeated | |
| Still abused and still a boy | |
| But I’m annoyed and ashamed | |
| At the sound of your tenor voice | |
| Winding through you from someplace else | |
| Some place where you never had a single choice | |
| So let it be you | |
| That comes through this town with a sword | |
| Let it be you | |
| That levels the rich and lies down with the poor | |
| Let it be you | |
| That draws a clear line back through time | |
| Let it be you | |
| Who when beaten will always rise | |
| Let it be you | |
| Who will comfort us that need | |
| It is just you | |
| That is remembered and known by me | |
| With love, goodbye | |
| If a man could never die | |
| Then let it be you |
| Let the wind wear away | |
| Words cut into stone | |
| Let it clear what remains | |
| Let it scatter their bones | |
| Let there be you | |
| Walking a line on the plain | |
| Let it be you | |
| Getting up again and again | |
| There you contain | |
| All that you have replaced | |
| Without judgment or fear | |
| With no intention left to waste | |
| Just let it be you | |
| Through the strength and pain of rejoice | |
| Just let it be you | |
| Tracking the years down through your voice | |
| Deep and loud | |
| Clear and true | |
| Let it be you | |
| And your lover she cried | |
| To see you there on the farm | |
| Spinning again, defeated | |
| Still abused and still a boy | |
| But I' m annoyed and ashamed | |
| At the sound of your tenor voice | |
| Winding through you from someplace else | |
| Some place where you never had a single choice | |
| So let it be you | |
| That comes through this town with a sword | |
| Let it be you | |
| That levels the rich and lies down with the poor | |
| Let it be you | |
| That draws a clear line back through time | |
| Let it be you | |
| Who when beaten will always rise | |
| Let it be you | |
| Who will comfort us that need | |
| It is just you | |
| That is remembered and known by me | |
| With love, goodbye | |
| If a man could never die | |
| Then let it be you |