Looking For You

I was looking for a mountain,

something to leave me breathless.

I found myself at the fountain.

I questioned what had been

the night that felt endless.

I was looking for a mountain.

I did not want to be a villain

when my lips gave your cheek a caress.

I could not find the fountain.

Pull back the final curtain.

Find a skeletal, lonely mess

that was looking for a mountain.

I crawled through every haven

and could find nothing deathless,

but I saw myself in the fountain.

I left the knife that you put in

the night that I was Godless.

When I was looking for a mountain

and found myself at the fountain.