What a beautiful commercial… and I love the song, “Ask the Mountains” by Vangelis feat. Stina Nordenstam, although kind of a strange pick considering the song is basically a suicide note.
I love that you knew who did the song... i commented on it to Lisz... how much I liked it, and what a bizarre choice it was... "don't come here"... "please don't follow me around"... I didn't know however, the back story...
Please don’t follow me along. When you read this I’ll be gone.
Ask the mountains, Springs and fountains.
Why couldn’t this go on? Couldn’t our happiness go on? Ask the sun, that lightens up the sky. When the night gives in, to tell you why. Ask the mountains. Wild woods, highlands. Ask the green in the woods and the trees. The cold breeze coming in from the sea.
Ask the mountains. Springs and fountains.
Ask the mountains. Springs and fountains.
Ask the sun that lightens up the sky. When the night gives in, to tell you why.
Tell the mountains. Springs and fountains.
Why couldn’t this go on? Couldn’t our happiness go on? Why couldn’t this go on? Couldn’t our happiness go on?"
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What a beautiful commercial… and I love the song, “Ask the Mountains” by Vangelis feat. Stina Nordenstam, although kind of a strange pick considering the song is basically a suicide note.
I love that you knew who did the song... i commented on it to Lisz... how much I liked it, and what a bizarre choice it was... "don't come here"... "please don't follow me around"...
I didn't know however, the back story...
The Full lyrics are:
"Don’t come after.
Please don’t follow me along.
When you read this I’ll be gone.
Ask the mountains,
Springs and fountains.
Why couldn’t this go on?
Couldn’t our happiness go on?
Ask the sun, that lightens up the sky.
When the night gives in, to tell you why.
Ask the mountains.
Wild woods, highlands.
Ask the green in the woods and the trees.
The cold breeze coming in from the sea.
Ask the mountains.
Springs and fountains.
Ask the mountains.
Springs and fountains.
Ask the sun that lightens up the sky.
When the night gives in, to tell you why.
Tell the mountains.
Springs and fountains.
Why couldn’t this go on?
Couldn’t our happiness go on?
Why couldn’t this go on?
Couldn’t our happiness go on?"
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