High

I’m at the summit of such fears
I’m surrounded by seas of tears
I know I’ve struggled to get this high
But I know I’m gonna fall; I know tonight I’ll cry

I remember with the first foothold
Trying to think of all I’d been told
I forgot my purpose and my point
I have climbed only to disappoint

The fury of false winds whipped my face
The winter’s snow tripped me, lost my place
Grasped wildly for a hold
How could I forget all I’d been told?

I toiled every hour to get this high
I know I’m gonna fall; I know I’m gonna cry
This high I can believe I belong to the sky
But I know I’m gonna fall; I know I’m gonna die