Letra da Música: Mountain Range In My Living Room - The Early November

With this being said
Every petal´s come off again
And fell to the floor
Every word again
It´s not like it ever meant
Everything we´d hoped
All these said
Every word again
It´s never been harder to fall
There´s nothing to grab and that´s
All i want to hold onto
Just another sweep and it´ll be fine
But this carpet´s got hills and i
Can´t see this helping at all
Throw away what you say
Well then watch it all wash away
Will it wash ashore
Who´d have thought it could float
Even grow enough to make its own
Way back alone
All these said
Every word again
It´s never been harder to fall
There´s nothing to grab and that´s
All i want to hold onto
Just another sweep and it´ll be fine
But this carpet´s got hills and i
Can´t see this helping at all