The Seedy Seeds - Count The Days текст песни

I caught the sunshine pushing folds into my skin
And as the broad plains gave
And O grew gray
And warmed within

The wind I draw is carving stone into my ribs
And when I crawl to sleep
I dream too big
And wake up as the hills

In stone
In stone
I count the days

I called the mountains
I said hey how are you?
Are we mirrors
Of ourselves off each other?