The mountains surrounding
Mark the boundaries you're not meant to leave
I'll stay far away, but to keep my place
I wanna write our names on a calm bank's face
Our hands only shake when we cross state lines
I've made hundreds of mistakes and peace with dying in my sleep
That's what's right for me
While the kids back home will leap to the riverbeds below Market Street
The mountains surrounding
Haunt the boundaries only mentally
Never set free, you know where I'll be
There's a time, a place, when and where they'll bury me
Our hands only shake when we cross state lines
I've made hundreds of mistakes and peace with dying in my sleep
That's what's right for me
While the kids back home will leap to the riverbeds below Market Street
