Cry to sleep, wait a week again

Oh, amen

Counting sheep, crossing streets

Everyone′s dead end

Oh, amen

And I'm bored

I could be so much more than I am

Than I am

I need to go

I heard there′s a place for me

One that nobody knows

One that goes away with me

So I drove mountains away

To a place that ain't real

To a place that ain't real

And I drove mountains away

To a place that ain′t real

That′s where I wanna stay

That place over the hill

Where you dream about crossing

It's not a cry for help

To rethink your options

It′s your mom's bakery in Maine

It′s that cabin in Sweden

It's the going offline

It′s "Next year, I'll go vegan"

It's not a "Woe is me"

It′s a hold the door open

That′s a fantasy world

That's the one that I′ve chosen

Somewhere over the hill

Where you cry without speaking

Leave your door slightly creaking

It's all leaking away

When there′s nothing to say

There's no point anymore

The words touch your mouth

And they fall on the floor

So why try to move a hair

When you barely exist?

That′s a fantasy world

That's where I wanna live

And I float mountains away

Where no one can stay

And I go

Not in a rush