Broiler - The End lyrics

I'll be the mountain I'll be the shore I'll be the river All you'll ask for I'll be your heartache And your headache too But there is nothing I wouldn't do For you, for you, for you I'll be there any old day in any kind of weather I'll be the rush of blood The things you feel at worst A stupid vagary Some kind of curse And I will be your victory Your very own reflection But there is nothing I wouldn't do For you, for you, for you I'll be there any old day in any kind of weather