Mountains will move,
Just say the words
And believe it's true.
It's how they do.
When I close my eyes,
Colliding planes
Are all I can see.
It's poetry.
Heavens no, hell no,
There's nowhere,
We're going nowhere.
Beautiful crash,
The moon has fallen into the sea.
It's gravity.
Limp on it's side,
It's smaller
Than I thought it would be.
It's dead to me.
Heavens no, hell no,
There's nowhere,
We're going nowhere.
Mountains don't move,
Just lying there like rocks often do.
I'm not amused.
Heaven and hell
Were all the same
If you couldn't tell.
I'm underwhelmed.
Heavens no, hell no,
There's nowhere,
We're going nowhere.
