There’s No Mountain Glen Hansard

Night has fallen, let’s go out into it
Bring a blanket and a bottle
I’ll need a friend to get me through it
And lately in this life
There’s no quick fix or easy answers
Gonna put all our troubles to right

In love it’s the same
There’s no doubt blues is running the game
Keep your lantern trimmed and burning till the end of the night
Put your cheek to the wind
When you go without, then you’ll go within
If it comes to blows, take it all on the chin
There’s no worthier fight

We’re working, working through it
Losing is a dirty word, I know
But sometimes it’s all we can do
And lately this heart of mine
Has been bruised and it’s been broken
And it’s lost a little spark of divine

And right as I thought I was soaring
The thunder came roaring in
And cut me down to size
And right as I had all of the answers
You said ‘no, there’s no mountain worth its salt
Gonna be easy to climb’