tell me today
if you need tomorrow
it seems like the rain
needs someone to borrow
an omen from
by the end of today
well i’ll need tomorrow
spare me the creeks
the light keeps me hollow
withholding from
don’t throw stones at me
don’t go home on me
i depend on you
i pretend to be
somewhere i’m not
i’m a mountain top
i’m glacier snow
i’m garibaldi park
well eyes view bird
and tree fell heard
crash don’t wave
in i cave
don’t throw stones at me
don’t go home on me
i depend on you
i pretend to be
