Mountains

The weight of a mountain and its snow
Nobody told me what we're running for
My life in the pocket of my coat
But it's all out there and
I can't count on doors
The lights go off
The windows close
The mind is a riddle that can't be solved

Cuz they don't really wanna
Say it's all our fault
Still waiting for the problem
To come banging on our door
We've made it to the bottom
And there's no way up now
Till then, I'll be thinking about the mountains

The weight of the world
I watch it fold
Like every moment that we've given up
The ice in the north will soon be gone
The world is ending but
I must count my gold
It's all I know
It all must go
This life is one-way that's out of road

Cuz they will probably never
Save us from ourselves
The weather's getting hotter
But the politics say no
I'll take you to my mountain
Just to show you what we've done
When there's no longer mountains

Where will I go
Go, go
Where will I go
Where will I go



Credits
Writer(s): Miles Rowland
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