The Climb

Kneel in this temple of virtue
That I built for you
A monument etched out of progress
Overdue

A slave to a cancer of hoping
In your mild way
Rekindle your spirit in water
Or in flames

Yeah

This is a song to bring power
To the meekest ones
I know there is strength left inside you
To be spun

Reach down and grab just a little
Of your native grains
And savor the sweetest of juices you could taste

Yeah
Oh

As certain as living greets dying
We will carry on
One season our breathing will cease and
We'll be gone

The twilight that glimmers in stillness
Hangs and waits for you
A feature that guides and delivers
Perfect truth

Yeah

Reach out to the opposition
Never show your fear
Displaying the purest of motives
In your tears

Hold strong to what you've been feeling
Let your embers burn
And walk with the knowledge of power
That you've earned



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Tabor
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