[Verse 1] There was a road here once. I remember because we followed it until the earth forgot our names. No signs. No lights. Only stone under rain. And somewhere beyond the ridge something ancient gave way. [Verse 2] We thought the mountain would outlive us. We thought the river would remember. We thought anything this large could never disappear. But even stone learns surrender. Even valleys lose their shape. Even things we call eternal eventually give way. [Chorus] Where mountains sink, we stand and watch. Where mountains sink, the horizon loses weight. No prayer. No warning. No hand to hold it up. Only gravity finishing what time began. [Bridge] Maybe nothing was meant to remain. Maybe permanence was only something we invented because endings terrified us. Maybe the mountain was never standing. Maybe it was always falling— just slowly enough that we called it still. [Final Chorus] Where mountains sink, we stand and watch. Where mountains sink, the sky itself looks small. No kingdom. No monument. No shape above the earth escapes the patient pull below. Where mountains sink, let them fall. Let them fall. Let them fall. [Outro] The road is gone.
