Mountain Of Sounds

I was awake all night The birds were going out of sight My feet, crashing them leaves There's more color than usual I can still smell The wet grass from this morning If I stay still Ahead of me, there's a long journey I can't stop remembering I hope I'll stop worrying So I keep my head in the clouds Only one thing can make me loud A few more, a few walks And suddenly, more than ever, I'll talk Until in my mind, I see the nature Where it brings me to a short adventure You'll hear the footsteps and the birds And the mountain of sounds And the river, river I always pick up the flowers They paint the black and white pictures My hands, full of mushrooms The tree I'm hugging has your perfume I can still hear The sound made with a cowbell If I stay still It feels like I swallowed too many pills It tastes like my window Back when your name was a hero So I keep my head in the clouds Only one thing can make me loud A few more, a few walks And suddenly, more than ever, I'll talk Until in my mind, I see the nature Where it brings me to a short adventure You'll hear the footsteps and the birds And the mountain of sounds And the river, river