Mountain/Molehill

I said it seven months ago --
this summer’s gonna take its toll on me.
And it’s still tearing you to bits
from all the topsy-turvy ships that are taking you from me.
I didn’t know you’d come around
I didn’t know to save a seat
I didn’t hear you make a sound
and you never skipped a beat.
We heard you were crossing wires
but it’s easy if you listen.
The skin will get cleared up
when the plague is in remission.
Could have been a lying cheat
but I laid it out in
Would have showed your lion teeth
but I saw a savior…