My dad is in love with mountains
When I was young we used to climb
And I have this picture perfect memory
Of looking out, seeing nothing divided
And I guess you took your best bite
Of a part of me that was never mine
Let it mulch into my brain like a bad dream exploding
And I run to the river of remorse
Run like a child to the river of remorse
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Stop just take it back
You know I’m no trouble-shooter but
Ah, planning back
Read all to my readied numbers and
I know you can’t wonder why I didn’t fight but
I know you can’t
Take it back
