• Written By: Mackenzie/Walker/Kenny-Smith

Look past the dying trees, beyond waterless seas,
Atop the horizon, adjacent to the sun.
Give my word that it's there - magenta mountain.

What do you mean, you can't see it?
My life must be a dream - a living fantasy.
Disappeared in hot air - magenta mountain.

I don't believe you.
Your eyes deceive you.
Better check yourself in.
The mirage is creeping outwards from your dream.
Can't you see you've gone insane?

I packed my bags and my swag for the road.
Followed the bows of the ancient railroads.
Need to rendezvous where clouds can't misconstrue.
I'm certain it is real - magenta mountain.

You will say I'm crazy.
I will go on my way 'cos it's what I need.
I'd cross a thousand seas just to prove I'm not mad.
Magenta mountain.

Magenta mountain.

It's you again.
Yeah.
I thought I saw a statue blink and a bird with no head.
Land on a golden thread.
I rub my eyes.
What am I saying?
There's nothing there.

Magenta mountain.
Magenta mountain.
It's my sanctuary, that I wanna be chasing every chance I get.
Don't wanna be left.
Never not making it there.

What was confusing is now seducing.
Imagination is a powerful thing.
I see a flash of purple stone closing in.

Magenta mountain.
Magenta mountain.
It's my sanctuary that I wanna be chasing every chance I get.
Don't wanna be left.
Never not making it there.

I am tectonic.
I am megalithic.
My spirit runs mauve.
I am the mountain of which you dream.
I see you now behind the lens looking back at me.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo…
We fell through a dream across clouds of glue.
Anamnesis crashing through.

Magenta mountain.
Magenta mountain.
Magenta mountain.
Magenta mountain.