At The Foot Of The Mountain

Open my window
Sift through the clouds
Skylined horizon
and a random piece of prose I jotted down
Yesterday I tread the night
I was dreamer
but then you came and fucked with my lovelife
It’s a chronicle that nobody could ever believe
And your a flaky fantasy
I can run 'til I stumble at the foot of the mountain
I narrow my workspace
Broaden the mind
Kneel in the morning
and I let myself be me How could I’ve missed it, so bold and concrete
I guess I was a dreamer
but then you came and fucked with my lovelife
It’s a chronicle that nobody could ever believe
And your a flaky fantasy
I can run 'til I stumble at the foot of the mountain
I hit the street and I realize I’m all on my own
There’s just the morning anarchy
I can run 'til I stumble at the foot of the mountain
Oh, up above there’s a heavenly voice in the air
And what an easy melody
I can run 'til I stumble at the foot of the mountain