The World's Highest Mountain
A spec of dust on a watch
That's all the rest of us are
When we find out everything's too far
Away from us to reach out and grab
And hoard it for ourselves
So no one else can lay claim
You say you're still fine
But nothing ever passes me by
We're pulling into the
End of the line, there's no going back
When the train arrives at the station
There's no more time to be patient
It's the last chance we have
Now we're stuck
Oh
Don't you see it now
We'll always need higher ground
But there's nothing left to be found
We can either
Drown in the ocean
Or suffocate on top of the worlds
Highest mountain
Shall we hang around and wreak havoc
Before an engineer
A cleaner, wipes us off the face
Some specialist equipment
Some type of glasses fitted on his face
I see the whites of his eyes can he see mine
As a hand moves round
No one make a sound-
Let's pretend we're not here
Let's pretend we're last year
Of course
Just an adjustment away
How can I say this
Our request was refused
Oh well
You say you're still fine
But nothing ever passes me by
We're pulling into the
End of the line, there's no going back
When the train arrives at the station
There's no more time to be patient
It's the last chance we have
Now we're stuck
Oh
Don't you see it now
We'll always need higher ground
But there's nothing left to be found
We can either
Drown in the ocean
Or suffocate on top of the worlds
Highest mountain
That's all the rest of us are
When we find out everything's too far
Away from us to reach out and grab
And hoard it for ourselves
So no one else can lay claim
You say you're still fine
But nothing ever passes me by
We're pulling into the
End of the line, there's no going back
When the train arrives at the station
There's no more time to be patient
It's the last chance we have
Now we're stuck
Oh
Don't you see it now
We'll always need higher ground
But there's nothing left to be found
We can either
Drown in the ocean
Or suffocate on top of the worlds
Highest mountain
Shall we hang around and wreak havoc
Before an engineer
A cleaner, wipes us off the face
Some specialist equipment
Some type of glasses fitted on his face
I see the whites of his eyes can he see mine
As a hand moves round
No one make a sound-
Let's pretend we're not here
Let's pretend we're last year
Of course
Just an adjustment away
How can I say this
Our request was refused
Oh well
You say you're still fine
But nothing ever passes me by
We're pulling into the
End of the line, there's no going back
When the train arrives at the station
There's no more time to be patient
It's the last chance we have
Now we're stuck
Oh
Don't you see it now
We'll always need higher ground
But there's nothing left to be found
We can either
Drown in the ocean
Or suffocate on top of the worlds
Highest mountain
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Baird
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