Over the Mountaintops

I boarded in a boat and then it sank in a swell
I lifted my ass and got out of that hell
I made a small cabin and I bought a guitar, on eBay, metaphorically

I had but few friends I made a few more
And I opened my heart to fall down in your door
But who cares I'm better off alone anyways

I know that life resets in the summertime, summer soon
And I know that love can reset sometime in the afternoon
And I know that I fucked things up in the wintertime, now its June
Maybe I won't fuck up things between me and you, more than I already have

My guitar is my tongue, and my tongue must confess
I don't know how to word this but I'll try my best
When it was cold and it was dark out, you were my heat lamp

I had my problems I'd like to address
But I'm scared if I tell you I might sound obsessed
When my voice got quite you were my [?]

I know that life resets in the summertime, summer soon
And I know that love can reset sometime in the afternoon
And I know that I fucked things up in the wintertime, but now its June
Maybe I won't fuck things up between me and you, but I will

Because it blows in the wind and then it blows in the breeze
And then it goes up the hills, and then it falls with the trees
And over the mountaintops, there it lives and there it dies

Because it blows in the wind and then it blows with the breeze
And then it goes up the hills, and then it falls with the trees
And over the mountaintops, there it lives and there it hides
And there it stays, and there it cries, and there it lives and there it dies