Last night a big, cold mountain
Raised up outside my door
Tall as the clouds it stretches
Never once seen before
I fear should I try to round it
I’d be forever lost
Somewhere by this big, cold mountain
Covered in frost
I placed my fragile heart
Into your calloused hands
Which whittled and ground it down
Into one million grains of sand
Now I must cross this desert
The wasteland you’ve made of me
Collecting the heart you shattered
Every last piece
There’s one million words for heartache
One million names for pain
And one million tears collecting
In rivers as fallen rain
To cascade in streams and wander
Aimlessly to the sea
To drift on the tides and currents
Indefinitely
Last night I braved the mountain
Tackled its wintry peak
Where standing an icy gust
Lifted me off my feet
In lover’s arms it held me
Suspended in time and space
Then the cold mountain tossed me down upon
The rocks at it base
These days I’ve grown accustomed
To the mountain outside my door
Which like the wolves has circled
The path leading round is no more
I fear should I try to cross it
I’d be forever lost
Somewhere on this big, cold mountain
Covered in frost.