Mountains

One more problem

How you've got them?

All tied up with

A million things to do

Two more problems

How I've got them?

One is someone else

Two is you

I hate that it had to come to this so fast

How else would I know if we would last?

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

Taking fountains

Past their fill

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

And making me

Want to kill

Every wonder

Every question

Everything that

I'm not so sure is real

Every funny look

Every stop and stare

Every doubt in my mind

That you still care

I hate that it had to come to this so fast

How else would I know if we would last?

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

Taking fountains

Past their fill

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

And making me

Want to kill

Making mountains

Taking fountains

Shaking grounds with

Tiny problems

Cocreated

From the way you

Give direction

With affection

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

Taking fountains

Past their fill

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

And making me

Want to kill

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

Taking fountains

Past their fill

Making mountains

Out of mole hills

And making me

Want to kill

"Stage three is when the specimen undergoes

A complete development of wings

It explores dry land

Perfects hunting skills

It can come freely now

Through any terrain it chances

(Chances, chances, chances, chances, chances)"