See out the side of my eye. A pick-pocket city in darkness. Bodies shifting I am drifting. Through the sodium light. Mind feels like an alarm. Heat like it's trying to harm me. Body twitching something missing in my soul tonight. Scream of a siren. Bow my head as another one goes down. Gotta get gone. Gotta get gone. Gotta get gone. You will find me. On the Mountain. Where the ground is. Welcome in the sky. There is paradise. In the loneliness. But I'm counting on you coming by. Driving in my car. Sound of the city is fading. I am trading in this tension. For the dying light. Wanna see the stars. Wanna feel the radiating nature. Of a place where I am. Out of sight. No more trying. To go against the flow of what I need. Gotta get free. Gotta get free. Gotta get free. You will find me. On the Mountain. Where the ground is. Welcome in the sky. There is paradise. In the loneliness. But I'm counting on you coming by