When I was a mountain, the dust settled down
Nothing much could bring me, stumbling to the ground
The reason for the mountain, it isn’t mine to know
When days feel like lifetimes and eyes never close
The night we spent sleeping in the yard,
Counting the moths and lightning bugs
If this is our last we gave it all,
here in the space in the rise and fall
When I was a valley of Queen Anne's Lace
the arms of the cicada were my embrace
Hidden in the valley, where even it gets lost
Are many miles where you and I should never cross
The night we spent sleeping in the yard,
Counting the moths and lightning bugs
If this is our last we gave it all,
here in the space in the rise and fall
rise and fall
If this is the last, and you were the last, and this is our last night in the world
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