the mountain is growing,
it's rising in size.
each boulder we pass,
hides another surprise.
i'm hanging on,
i won't let go,
what's on the flip side,
i hope i'll soon know.
she's gliding upwards,
i'm falling behind
but i feel something pulling me,
back to her side.
makes me want to be clean,
makes me want to stay sober,
so that i'll still see her face
long after the night's over.
oh lord don't let my feet f-f-f-fail me now.
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