Portugal. The Man Follow

mornings go best with the sunrise
the sunrise i used to see
i'll never see now
and if i was waiting
we'd build it all up
we'd look all around till we found
we found

the people found the mountain
climbed up from that hole in the ground
through that crack in the sky
threatened to fall
still, i don't believe, i don't believe
we'll be just fine
we'll be just fine

the future was born with the sunrise
the sunrise spilled into days
and even more years passed
he rode further
burning up trails
we looked all around till we found
we found

the people found the mountain
climbed up from that hole in the ground
through that crack in the sky
threatened to fall
still, i don't believe, i don't believe
we'll be just fine
we'll be just fine

the sun, it rose
up from the belly of sea
found its bedding up in those clouds
it hung for years
still, i don't believe
while colors rained
and poured from the cotton-bound pools in the drips
those drips stained us all
still, i don't believe

the people found the mountain
climbed up from that hole in the ground
through that crack in the sky
i don't believe
i don't believe
the people found the mountain
climbed up from that hole in the ground
through the crack in the sky
i don't believe, i don't believe
and we'll be just fine
we'll be just fine
we'll be just fine
i don't believe
no, i don't believe
no, i don't believe