Thursday. Common Existence. As He Climbed The Dark Mountain. Zeneszám

Watched him walk away
Watched him walk away
Climb the endless shadow side
Watched him holding on
Watched him holding on
Watched him walk away

It was a thousand years, a thousand miles
A thousand dreams, a thousand minutes
With no goodbye, disappear from me
A thousand miles, a thousand dreams
A thousand minutes, hold on
As he climbed the highest peak of the dark mountain

Let the mountain sleep
In the past with all our bad dreams
Was it a metaphor for all the subtle
Ways we would grow apart? Was it mortality?

Climbing and plunged right off of the edge of his life
Into the hands of a loving God
Oh, reaching forward to get torn apart
With his hands in the air, was he laughing
And dancing or only just trying to wave goodbye?

Say a prayer for me, hold on
As he climbed the highest peak of the dark mountain
Let the mountain fall
Struck me down until I can't go on
Let go, let me fall down onto the ground

Don't leave, go on alone
It felt like a thousand years
It was a thousand miles away
It was a thousand miles away