A Good Place to Bury Your Dreams - The Mountains

This is not about me

It’s all these fading arms that we leave

While we hide in the dark

As it brightens up

All of the patterns of our grieve

But I’m not about to leave

It’s all these guiding lights that lead to the fields

Where we bury our dreams

And the hopes that we placed in the promise of our shields

Still we pass by why you’re looking so confused

Why do I refuse?

You ask why, why you’re looking so confused

Why do I refuse, refuse to leave?

And it’s not about the words

It’s just that I can’t leave without someone getting hurt

Every single reply leaves a silence

As I seem to nurture the absurd

But I’m not about to leave

I found a place where we can bury our dreams

While we hang up our hearts

And the numerous parts

That just went up in the seems

Still we pass by why you’re looking so confused

Why do I refuse?

You ask why, why you’re looking so confused

Why do I refuse, refuse to leave?

The days are getting shorter

We rush in to the water

And finally we found a good place to bury our dreams

The waves will lead us further

To the blinding thrills of murder

And finally we found a good place to bury our dreams

Still we pass by why you’re looking so confused

Why do I refuse?

You ask why, why you’re looking so confused

Why do I refuse, refuse to leave?