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i'm sitting way up high |
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on this mountain taking in the view |
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you're out there wearing a smile |
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on your mountain too |
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now the wind is blowing stronger |
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and we know we have a bit more to climb |
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but the view right now is opening... opening up |
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opening our eyes |
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(we know) |
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there are oh so many more |
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many steps until the top |
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and so we both surrender |
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to a picture from higher up |
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our vision's growing wider |
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out over the trees of the world we knew |
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and the trails we followed for miles |
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only echoes in the altitude |
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and as the veils that hid are essence |
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are blown away like specks of fire and gold |
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we're getting closer going higher becoming smaller |
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so much smaller |
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like the stars along the road |
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(we know) |
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there are oh so many more |
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many steps until the top |
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and so we both surrender |
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to a picture from higher up... |
