Text: David Gray. Lost Songs 95-98. Falling Down The Mountainside.

Without a word
You set your sights into the sun
When all the world
You put to rights was still so wrong

Pin your heart out on your sleeve
Spouting all than make believe
From your lips it seemed it might come true
Falling down the mountainside with you

The clothes you wore
The people stared, you looked so strange
To see you move
St. Vitus dance was in your veins

And never once afraid to know
What it feels like when you go
Out beyond where logic keeps the view
Falling down the mountainside with you, falling down

If you were here
First thing I'd do is knock you down
You left me cold
To meet your ghost all over town

So grind the stone and spin the wheel
Lock the doors on what you feel
Looking back, it's like I always knew
I'd be falling down the mountainside with you

Falling down the mountainside with you
Falling down the mountainside with you
Falling down the mountainside with you