Joshua James - Willamette Mountain Lyrics






Just the power of indecision
You're riddled with shame
If you leave your home number I will send you the blame
The teeth in the cupboard ward away all bad luck
Deep within Willamette Mountain

A sheepskin for winter
And a tin can for rain
I could cut you fresh ginger if you say that you're staying
I got a million more stories, and only half aren't true
Here inside Willamette Mountain

Well, I am not real, for you I feel
For you I feel when the morning comes
I am not real, for you I feel
For you I feel when the morning comes

Please be cautious, my loved one
The collar round your neck might not lead you to water
But to prison instead
You have four paths to choose from
And only three will confuse
The last leads to Willamette Mountain

Well, I am not real, for you I feel
For you I feel when the morning comes
I am not real, for you I feel
For you I feel when the morning comes

Hurry and write down your feelings
Hesitation means death
Pickle all of your wrinklings
Bottle every last breath for your mind will betray you
And say your memory is false
Underneath the sheets in Willamette Mountain

Conjure all of your demons
Try and make peace with the pain
To ignore and neglect will make you bitter and stained
You're a creature of comfort
Your body gives way
To the spirits in Willamette Mountain

Well, I am not real, for you I feel
For you I feel when the morning comes
I am not real, for you I feel
For you I feel when the morning comes
For you I feel when the morning comes





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  1. G.... !....

    this whole album feels like home to me

  2. D.... ....

    There is a mystic in the mountain high above the Great Salt Lake
    He’s dancin’ in the heaven far below his golden gates
    He’s lookin’ at our cars below
    And laughin’ at our rock & roll
    So I found a little woman, thought that I could change her name
    She had the colour of the city and the fire of the country flame
    So I hid my body down below, hoping that my skin won't show
    A mystic from the mountain and in the end what did you say we'd find
    A promise from a pamphlet, a crucifixion on your highway sign
    But I sold you for a cigarette, does it make you want to love me less
    And if I dont believe. What does that mean?
    And when I die alone, who will eat my soul
    In the cave of God, while the angels watch
    Theres a manic scream, hallelujah
    Babe I know I lost you, the moment you could finally see
    The part of me I'd hidden, far below our leather seats
    If I could make you understand the empty that I tried to fill
    I'd crucify my body, leave the pieces at your mystics heels
    But I sold you for a cigarette
    Hope you'd sell me off for less
    And if we dont agree
    What does that leave
    And when you die alone
    I will eat your soul
    In the cave of God
    While the angels watch
    Theres a manic scream hallelujah

    D.... ....

    thank you for the lyrics! :)

  3. W.... B....

    saw him before Neil Finn last night at the Sydney Opera House. Absolutely killed it

  4. A.... D....

    rly? i am here? and i am listening  to this ? i guess i am the lucky one! :)

  5. C.... D....

    Beautiful.

  6. C.... H....

    His voice is frighteningly beautiful. I consider him one of the greatest storytellers that has ever blessed the airwaves.

  7. S.... ....

    Seriously why Joshua James isn't more famous.His music is just a piece of art and in my opinion a masterpiece!He deserves fame.not like it's something that important though!

  8. V.... ....

    <3 This song has become a part of my soul.