Many mountains

I came to the coast to try out my wings and fly
but I flap on the ground afraid to touch the sky
Born on a flat land over a flat lake
and I move in straight lines
Far from the river and further from home
stave off the darkness whither I roam
To be all the wiser and know who I am
I am afraid of the sea
So I stay on the land
but there are many mountains
I am a candle that stands on a stone
for all my light to see
but I stumble
and stutter
and mutter
and flutter
and flee
To be all the wiser and know who I am
I'm afraid of sea so I stay on the land
but there are many, many mountains