Moroccan Mountains

I was filming against the light When the landscape drop down and we fell Into the crack between window and the world For twenty years or more we had our Screwdrivers out trying to disassemble the panels Trying to find a way back to the mountains But nothing worked We try prime the door with a bow made from The branch of a fig tree but nothing worked The train conductor kept repeating This is the last stop It's time to tell you what to do It's time to tell you what i'm looking for It's right back in your home You gonna take it down, down on the town again When you stand there all alone They gonna run you out, out of the room again And take you home They're right certainty of this particular moment I'll take you down and play Before they run you out, out of the town again They'll say right this way sir You only get so much of this love Before it takes you down again And you will and you won't You say you do but then you don't The marks of times stay in your face Try to find your state of grace Yep Don't you try to tell me what to do? I've faded into a dream i've made of you Late at night we'll sit alone Promise is made to lay can point the way back home So you will and you won't You say you do then again don't The marks of times stay in your face As you fall, fall from grace You can't hate what you like As you pull of to the sight Your eyes have left me behind You always felt so far out of time You can run in life You can hide But someday you'll thrown out of that sight I see you down town with all the people that we met Everytime I hear your voice and the words that you've said I'm not gone to lie to you but imma break your nose Everyone you've loved will try out all of your close