Mountain to sound. Mountain to sound. Mountain to sound. Mountain to sound. And time's so slow, it's. barely a buzzing. Barely there, so loud. We've been at the airport so.
I packed all my things in a nylon bag. I kept my eyes open wide. And got out the day the stock went black. What was so alluring has now faded. And just stylistic and jaded.
Metal detektor ringing as i'm walking through the door. with every chance i take i can feel it start to break. to start to break some more. it's going down some more.
Mountain to sound. Mountain to sound. Mountain to sound. Mountain to sound. . And time's so slow. It's barely in person. Barely there, so down. We've been at the airport.