My Mountain

The city I woke up inside the city I threw to the side
Open to the beaches but the reach is so far away
The hills made of gum and this road
A place filled with barbecues and cups of red wine

Some say what's your flavour
Some say what you made of

The city I woke up inside the city I threw to the side
Open to the beaches but the reach is so far away
And as I fixate on the places that we could be
But not on the love that holds me to my feet

My mountain

Some will say what you afraid of
Some say what you made of
Are you cold or are you holding you hands out to sea
Hoping that one day the boat will come for you and me

Some say what you afraid of
Some say what you made of
Are you cold or are you holding you hands out to sea
Hoping that one day the boat will come for you and me



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Dallas, Joe Denley, Joshua Weirlart, Martin Niklasson, Toby Angus
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