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You say the hill's too steep to clim b
Climb it
You say you'd like to see me try
Climbing
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb that hill in my own way
Just wait awhile for the right day
And as I rise above the tree line and the clouds
I'll look down hear the sound
Of the things you said to day
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Fearlessly the idiot faced the crow d
Smilin g.
Merciless the magistrate turns roun d
Frowning.
And who's the fool who wears the crown ?
No doubt, In your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow
You look d own, hear the sound of the faces in th e crowd.
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