Mountains will move, 
Just say the words 
And believe it's true.
It's how they do.
When I close my eyes, 
Colliding planes 
Are all I can see.
It's poetry.

Heavens no, hell no,
There's nowhere, 
We're going nowhere.

Beautiful crash, 
The moon has fallen into the sea.
It's gravity.
Limp on its side, 
It's smaller 
It's dead to me.

Heavens no, hell no,
There's nowhere, 
We're going nowhere.

Mountains don't move, 
Just lying there like rocks often do.
I'm not amused.
Heaven and hell 
Were all the same 
If you couldn't tell.
I'm underwhelmed.

Heavens no, hell no,
There's nowhere, 
We're going nowhere.