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    Climbing

    Climbing

    A mountain so cragged and tall

    Sure is a long way back down

    Flying

    Flying

    On toy rockets pointed at mars

    Sure is a long way back down

    We could find a second sun

    Or be burned on the way

    And loose another few

    Tomorrow's on its way

    Driving

    Driving

    On a road headed nowhere at all

    And it just keeps on going

    Waiting

    Waiting

    For the cold wind of winter to calm

    And it just keeps on blowing

    We could drive another mile

    We could wait one more day

    And loose another few

    Tomorrow's on it's way

    Do you find it kind of stifling

    Could be everything's not only what they're showing

    Do you find it kind of trifling

    Looks like everything is what they think they're owning (lies)

    Do you find it kind of criminal

    Do you think that it's the only thing they're planning for you

    Once we were giving

    Now we are taking

    We left a more beautiful world than we're making

    Once we were building

    Now we are breaking

    Time to clean up all the mess we've been making

    Lay down your hand grenades

    Throw down your rifles

    Now is the time to make peace with your rivals and Love

    Love

    Love

    Love

    Love

    We could fight another fight

    But it's all in vain

    And loose another few

    Tomorrow can explain

    We could drive another mile

    We could wait one more day

    And loose another few

    Tomorrow's on it's way

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