[00:11.24]You wrote me notes on paper bags
[00:14.24]You strolled the roads as I turned back
[00:16.74]Air was calm the sky was black
[00:19.11]You wrote a list of things I lack
[00:21.77]We've come to realise
[00:27.11]We're opened up our eyes
[00:35.49]'Cause you're a mountain I can't climb yet
[00:45.76]And I'm a painting but you're blinded
[01:10.76]I always have to justify how my tongue dances
[01:16.18]We're barely getting by on taking chances
[01:20.93]We've come to realise
[01:26.30]It's us that we despise
[01:31.44]'Cause you're a mountain I can't climb yet
[01:41.90]And I'm a painting but you're blinded
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[02:18.76]We've come to realise
[02:23.47]It's us that we despise