Mountains Lyrics

I'm running uphill, getting outside

Touching the grass and touching the light

Make a big mess when I get a big cheque

Inside there's nothing to find

Outside's a mountain, then I buy a mountain

Get a helipad that I fly you out to

Or a boat you can dock on the beach that I bought

Couple acres so I'm not seen anymore

What was Cobain up to?

Back in '94 he had Unplugged

And his brain's on a wall but that's not what I mean

Count three tracks in and then plus one

If you know what I mean

Then you know it's the place that we all seem to be

I just want to see my focus increase

But I'm going over heads as I float in the deep

I tend to get too topical

Make changes all too radical

When I get philosophical

Off I go, lost in a world of false factuals

Am I acting up again?

Getting lost in random rants about facts again?

What changes need actioning?

I don't need to tell you what I'm capturing

Behind the captioning something is fishy

Something is in the water

Not enough to say but enough to feel iffy

And not scare the sons and daughters

So much missed yet so much shit that I've seen, literally

These soulless, windowless scenes

I'll say it's obscene from the deep before I'm post-mortem

Lock me away with the kings and the queens

But don't hear the crack in their floorboards

There's something arising in me

Not right within me cause I see it's not all awesome

Still I'm talking this modest

But I swear I need a tinfoil hat

What goes with talk? I've got to go walking

I will or I won't be back

When I'm climbing these mountains, I fight to break out of

A timely demise when I finally run out of

These lines and my mind unwinds, breaks down and my

Psycho side declines and it founds a

New norm, building new walls

Find a new hill, get some new thoughts

Why would you kill? Why would you talk?

Who am I though? Who had you thought?

The answer changes on random days

Cause I'm dancing, I land, then I stand in rain

If I planned to change, who are you to come through

And tell me the new and the old man's the same?

Let me emancipate

It's just me and my notes on my grandest days

Running up hills, getting outside

When I get to the top, I'll be touching the sky