Mountain Mountain (feat. Linying)

Mountain, mountain Keep me counting Crumble slow So I don't see Ocean, ocean Keep me hoping Come in slow So I don't see Pillage my sleep Come uninvited A ghost in my kitchen A rip I can't stitch Once the light fades I pray I don't dream you this time But my wind-up nightmare Is keeping the tally alive Mother I'm thinking People are stagnant And changeless From birth to their casket But even mountains change If I'm stuck making friction I hope that I grow the same way Talk back to gravity Grind with the tectonic plates Mountain, mountain Keep me counting Crumble slow So I don't see Ocean, ocean Keep me hoping Come in slow So I don't see I'll call you on Sunday I'll call you on Sunday Don't stay out all night I'll call you on Sunday I'll call you on Sunday Don't Mother you rush me I'm putting my shoes on The weekend's too far To keep me distracted And anyway I don't have some place to be So why am I dressed to impressed When I'm only with me And out on black ocean I'm sure there's production Big consequences And creatures defenses And boats lost And fishermen fleeing some past Yet somehow I'm riding the coastline And mining this part Safer but colder Than anyone lost in that dark Mountain, mountain Keep me counting Crumble slow So I don't see Ocean, ocean Keep me hoping Come in slow So I don't see I'll call you on Sunday I'll call you on Sunday It's always the same way The weekend's too far I'll call you on Sunday I'll call you on Sunday It's always the same way The weekend's too far I'm not a rock I'm not a king tide I'm not a rock I'm not a king tide I'm not a rock I'm not a king tide I'm not a rock I'm not a king tide I'll call you on Sunday I'll call you on Sunday I'll call you on Sunday I'll call you on Sunday