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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaimie Branch
Jaimie Branch
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaimie Branch
Jaimie Branch
Songwriter
Curt Kirkwood
Curt Kirkwood
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaimie Branch
Jaimie Branch
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Coming down from the mountain
I have seen the high and mighty
I will go again someday
But for now I'm coming down
Coming down from the mountain
I have heard all of the glory
I will go again someday
But for now I'm coming down
[Chorus]
I have seen the information
Known the lighter side of dumbness
I have heard the new statistics
And the stomping on the ground
Pickin' slowly up the rockslide
One thing always seems apparent
If the climb becomes too much
I can always turn around
[Verse 2]
Waking up from my slumber
To misunderstand another
Though they call it terra firma
It dissolves beneath my feet
Pickin' through a pile of garbage
For some worthless piece of paper
That's been hidden there for me
To give some meaning to my day
[Chorus]
I have seen the information
Known the lighter side of dumbness
I have heard the new statistics
And the stomping on the ground
Pickin' slowly up the rockslide
One thing always seems apparent
If the climb becomes too much
I can always turn around
[Verse 3]
Going down to the desert
That dirty filthy desert
I'll be crawlin' in the sand
For at least a couple days
Going down to the desert
There are things there worth avoiding
And it always makes me cross
When them things get in my way
[Chorus]
I have seen the information
Known the lighter side of dumbness
I have heard the new statistics
And the stomping on the ground
Pickin' slowly up the rockslide
One thing always seems apparent
If the climb becomes too much
I can always turn around
[Instrumental]
Coming down from the mountain
I have seen the high and mighty
I will go again someday
But for now I'm coming down
Coming down from the mountain
I have heard all of the glory
I will go again someday
But for now I'm coming down
[Chorus]
I have seen the information
Known the lighter side of dumbness
I have heard the new statistics
And the stomping on the ground
Pickin' slowly up the rockslide
One thing always seems apparent
If the climb becomes too much
I can always turn around
Written by: Curt Kirkwood, Jaimie Branch
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