Mountains and Molehills - Flux Pavilion

In time, it is calling the skies.

In time, I lose myself.

Send the doubt in crazy,

I move to time to let your space of what is line.

Feel the touch and the taste, I move through time.

We fall and we climb the mountains and molehills

My chest hits the mark, we keep what we find.

We fall and we climb the mountains and molehills.