- cifra
You tried to climb another mountain
But you fell all the way to the ground
Ice caps and jagged rocks
Like a serpent, staring you down
Tell me I’m wrong
But you can’t be anybody else
Your hands are trembling
But don’t kid, don’t kid
Don’t kid yourself
Run away
Run away
Run away with me
Run away
There are men without any aim
Shooting apples off of our heads
When our bodies are full of holes
They’ll split whatever’s left
I might be wrong
But at least its what I’ve come to expect
My hands are trembling
But I won’t kid won’t kid
Won’t kid myself
Run away
Run away
Run away with me run away
Run away
Run away with me run away
You gotta climb
Gotta climb
Gotta climb
That mountain in your mind
We’re gonna climb
Gonna climb
Gonna climb
Gonna climb
The mountain in your mind
