Mmm

My dad is in love with mountains

When I was young we used to climb

And I have this picture perfect memory

Of looking out, seeing nothing divided

And I guess you took your best bite

Of a part of me that was never mine

Let it mulch into my brain like a bad dream exploding

And I run to the river of remorse

Run like a child to the river of remorse

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Stop just take it back

You know I’m no trouble-shooter but

Ah, planning back

Read all to my readied numbers and

I know you can’t wonder why I didn’t fight but

I know you can’t

Take it back