This Mountain I Must Climb

This mountain I must climb

When reality dawns in the morning sky,

the future is high up in the mountain top.

Then I look around at the flood of emotions rain,

I look down at the reflection of life’s sorrow pain.

This is a mountain I must climb.

When the fresh wind is trying to push me in the right direction,

the bird’s tweets tell of hope and a new resurrection.

Then I look around at the flood of emotions rain,

I look down at the reflection of life’s sorrow pain.

This is a mountain I must climb.

When the trees whisper stories of the suns glimmering shine,

this must be all a sign for this will be the mountain I must climb.