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