Montanha (em progresso)
Mountain top
I stoop and thought one day
I could really see a lot
And if I had my way
A lazy young sod I was
So deep in love those days
As if there was nothing was
But only love I crave
And so I didn't know as much
Her loving touch amazed
I was so gone with love
The alphabet was a haze
So alone as she pulls away
The funeral truck I cried
I gazed the clouds disappear
Like a Lost Christmas that day
And now I can't seem to cope
But only hope - it be okay
Just to see her again
and we could be friends like way back when
It's as if I'm already dead
And in my grave I lay
If only her love could save me now
And if some how she'd stay»
Daniel Johnston
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