Mountain
I walk on the mountain
I crawl on the ocean
The stair to the fountain is sinking
Is sinking
Stranded at the edge of your command
Safety in the numbers on your hand
Some cautious kind of person reaches out
To pull your feet back down to touch the ground again
I walk on the mountain
I crawl on the ocean
The stair to the fountain is sinking
Is sinking
Autor(es): James Cuming