Climb Until You Reach The Top
To climb the mountain
Great it would be
To reach the top
So that I meet thee
This mountain is great
This mountain is grand
Intwinded with rivers that streatch to the sea
Many ups and downs, equally so
I must climb to where the trees don't grow
Where the snow does go
Where the air is thin
where my lfe does begin
The first hill is difficult
To say the least
I've not climbed anything before
I've not tried anything before
The serpant of fear has fed on me surely
I must climb the hill in knowledge of the truth
Faith in the truth is knowledge indeed
But the thorns of search have caused me to bleed
I cannot be blind myself in seeking the sun
And from myself I certainly cant run
So I will continue to attempt this climb
Even though I feel weak
But I'm sure I wont care
Once I reach the peak