Slighted Songtext
von Mirah

If you were a mountaintop
I′d keep ascending, never stop
If you were some kind of store
I'd buy you out and wait for more
If you were my native land
I′d hold you close, I'd take your hand

You were the dream of summertime
I wished you would be mine
But every good thing dies
Every good thing dies


If you were a mountaintop
I'd climb right up and jump right off
If you were some kind of store
I′d rob you blind and lock the door
If you were my native land
I′d take control, I would demand
That you take my hand

You were the dream of summertime
I wished you would be mine
But every good thing dies
Every good thing dies