You're Gonna Need a Mountain

You're gonna need an ocean Of guile and pretense Of holy smoke Of spit fire and eye tricks I love you too much To offer advices No feeble assistance To each new resistance This I won't You're gonna need a gris-gris Made from the teeth of lions To shake impossible mountains From their canyon homes But I love you enough To hide your stuffed animals The ones that could bite Clean through your pillow This I will I always will You're gonna need a safe haven But what do I know You thought you might have it But he won't kick it for living 'Cause your love is a crutch An interеsting rush A volcano dancer In very blue makеup This I know You think that I don't know You're gonna need a fountain Of cosmetic cream On this side and that side On nothing and everything But I love you so slow Whatever you blow And bow to the dust And using both hands This you must This you must I love you so much I'll give back your animals You mountains and oceans Your castles and cream Yes I will This I will I always will You're gonna need a mountain, or a New contact solution, for a 'Nother life from oversight Or lose your choice in everything you know This you know This you know Yeah Yeah this you know Ah this you know This you know This you know Hey hey Hey