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Have you climbed to the top of the mountain yet?

You walk through the valley of the shadow of death

Its the sound of the man taking a breath

The feeling of the devil beating on your chest

Will you lift up your head, look for a sign?

Hope in a hope that won’t leave you with time

Will you look through the stars, look for His eyes

Find yourself hidden in the savior’s side…

You’ll recall, you were young, and full of a love

You grew older, and needed somebody to shove

Held your hands in a fist simply because

You were hated from below and you hated above

Heard the sound of the sweet, sound of the peace

But you never gave yourself to the greatest release

As you ran to a high, ran to a drink

That you chase with the tears running down your cheek…

Have you climbed to the top of the mountain yet?

You walk through the valley of the shadow of death

Its the sound of the man taking a breath

The feeling of the devil beating on your chest

Will you lift up your head, look for a sign?

Hope in a hope that won’t leave you with time

Will you look through the stars, look for His eyes

Find yourself hidden in the savior’s side…