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Mountains


We've been in this valley For so long Been here for so long I've forgotten what the sky looks like Sometimes I think we'll never feel the warmth of the sun again More than any other thing I want To lay on my side And nestle my back into your front Like before But we don't touch Because there's a chasm In the middle of our bed Deeper and wider It grows until I can't hear you calling my name anymore Only echoes of echoes...of echoes Side by side in a room But I cannot get back to you There's an ocean of unshed tears in the middle of this house And Home has drifted off to an unknown place Once we climbed on a mountain of hope There were days When the sun shone so close It nearly blinded us to the possibility of the dark that would come We were young Untouched And we were high on the paradise We built in our dreams Now the sun no longer warms us And we're travelling Side by side But separately Searching for our own new mountains Yet praying we meet At the same sky as before
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