Text: David Gray. Lost Songs. 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 that 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

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