Mountains
A Silver Mt Zion Memorial Orchestra/Tra la la B Lyrics


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This was our stormy ending
Water sank our boats
Shouldn't we oh shouldn't we
Throw our hopes into the ocean
The ocean
The warm grey sea

Tell me or
Kick me or
Hold me or
Please believe

This is their busted future
And this is our dream
Which one do you
Believe in, believe in, believe in, believe in
Together together together together
Never to retreat
Mystery and wonder
Messy hearts made of thunder

Somewhere there's a soldier
Sleeping in a field
Somewhere there's a mother a mother a mother a mother a mother a mother

Please believe in gentle dreams
The sweetness of people
Whistling in their sleep

The angels in your palm
Sing gentle worried songs




And the sweetness of our dreams
Like mountains made of steam

Overall Meaning

The song "Mountains" by A Silver Mt. Zion has a poetic and thought-provoking quality to it, leaving the listener questioning the themes of hope, belief, and dreams. The opening lines, "This was our stormy ending, Water sank our boats" suggest a feeling of defeat and failure, but also a hint of letting go and releasing expectations. The following lines propose a question to the listener, "Shouldn't we oh shouldn't we, Throw our hopes into the ocean, The ocean, The warm grey sea," which can be interpreted as a call to abandon the limitations of hope and trusting the uncertain for better outcomes. The repetition of the phrase "believe in" in the third stanza provides a contrast between the bleak present and an ideal future supported by unity and trust: "Together together together together, Never to retreat, Mystery and wonder, Messy hearts made of thunder." The central message of the song seems to be a plea to believe in the strength of gentle dreams and human connection, especially in times of turmoil and chaos.


The final stanza of the song takes a more somber and reflective tone, with the reference to a sleeping soldier in a field and a mother left behind. The image of "Whistling in their sleep" adds a surreal and detached quality to the scene, emphasizing the fragility of life and the impermanence of dreams. Yet, the song ends on a hopeful note, suggesting that there are sweet and gentle dreams to be had, both in life and in the afterlife, depicted as "mountains made of steam" and "angels in your palm." The song's lyrics invite the listener to contemplate the relationship between hope, belief, and dreams, and their role in finding meaning and purpose in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

This was our stormy ending
This marks the end, full of tumultuous emotions and conflicts.


Water sank our boats
Troubles and hardships have led to our downfall.


Shouldn't we oh shouldn't we
Is it not wise for us to consider


Throw our hopes into the ocean
Let go of our ambitions and desires entirely.


The ocean
The vast body of water that represents the unknown and uncontrollable.


The warm grey sea
The ocean, with its semi-dangerous and treacherous nature.


Tell me or
Please communicate with me or


Kick me or
Either assert yourself against me or


Hold me or
Comfort me and stay near to me or


Please believe
Requesting that someone put their faith in something.


This is their busted future
The future for 'them' (possible society or other collective) is bleak and fraught with difficulty.


And this is our dream
Our hope for the future.


Which one do you
Should one rather choose


Believe in, believe in, believe in, believe in
Putting your trust in this alternative future.


Together together together together
Uniting in like-minded pursuit.


Never to retreat
Continuing forward without giving up or backing down.


Mystery and wonder
The fascination and curiosity that come with the unknown.


Messy hearts made of thunder
Our chaotic and passionate feelings.


Somewhere there's a soldier
Out there, in the world, there are soldiers who are serving.


Sleeping in a field
They can be found sleeping in the midst of an open landscape.


Somewhere there's a mother a mother a mother a mother a mother a mother
There are mothers everywhere who are always worried about their children.


Please believe in gentle dreams
The innocent and kind-hearted aspirations are worth holding onto.


The sweetness of people
The goodness and compassion found within humanity.


Whistling in their sleep
Suggesting that even in moments of vulnerability, they are still peaceful.


The angels in your palm
A metaphor for something good and important, being within your reach.


Sing gentle worried songs
Even angels have concerns and fears.


And the sweetness of our dreams
Reiterating the hopefulness in our hearts.


Like mountains made of steam
Our aspirations can seem insurmountable, yet they are weightless, intangible, and possibly fleeting.




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