Me And The Mountain

Standing off the mountain, just watching the storms roll by
Yes, today I felt 19 years old, today I’m 35
It’s me and that old mountain
I’m thinking about my love
Storm clouds keep on piling up above
Today I don’t feel much like doing anything at all
I was dreaming about you leaving me, just staring at the wall
That stone was standing out, it wanted me to fight
Telling me I’m sinking down, I knew that rock was right
So take my hand
I feel you slipping
And I know that you would be here if you could
I can’t take another phonecall talking through a screen
We are falling through the spaces in between
Every day I’m slipping just a little more off course
Still looking out for all the signs
There’s a new way I know that you came here with half a heart
It’s so hard to love someone who’s cold inside
It’s that age-old feeling
Doesn’t matter where you been
It don’t discriminate religion
Or the colour of your skin
It’ll come to you in daylight
Or the cover of the dark
A bonfire just awaiting on a loser’s dying spark
So take my hand
I feel you slipping
And I know that you would be here if you could
I can’t take another phonecall talking through a screen
We are falling through the spaces in between
We are falling through the spaces in between