Caught myself while driving east for sanity one sunday afternoon
With my viking sword trying to slash the headlights and the fog
The naked branches from the trees were all trying to hold me back
But with my flaming eyes I managed to escape and just
Behold Mount Change from my hart-shaped heart
In the freezing darkness of that night
the whole round earth shook so hard
I was woken by the sound
of demons climbing out
the creases in the ground
morning came with distant howls
and in the early sun I looked up from the icy pools
Behold Mount Change
Hold Mount Change
See my changing
From my clay deer heart