The Mountain Range In My Living Room

The Early November

With this being said

Every petal's come off again

And fell to the floor

Every word again

It's not like it ever meant

Everything we'd hoped



All these said

Every word again



It's never been harder to fall

There's nothing to grab and that's

All I want to hold on to

Just another sweep and it'll be fine

But this carpet's got hills and I

Can't see this helping at all



Throw away what you say

Well then watch it all wash away

Will it wash ashore

Who'd have thought it could float

Even grow enough to make its own

Way back alone



All these said

Every word again



(People Talking)



It's never been harder to fall

There's nothing to grab and that's

All I want to hold onto

Just another sweep and it'll be fine

But this carpet's got hills and I

Can't see this helping at all