Little Avalanche

Lyrics

Mountains II

Sitting alone in a cheap motel
cigarette smoke fills the air
writing words you'll never hear
recounting stories of love and fear

Building walls within ourselves
tearing them down again
so we can start to see
the world for what it really is

and the mountains will lead us home...

Sitting alone by the water at night
desperation fills the air
writing novels no one will read
about love and loss, we concede

Building walls within ourselves
tearing them down again
so we can start to see
the world for what it really is

and the mountains will lead us home...

Sitting alone at the base of a mountain
cigarette smoke calms my soul
writing words for no one to read
cause they'll never understand where it leads.

Building walls within ourselves
tearing them down again
so we can start to see
the world for what it really is

and the mountains will lead us home...