Kings of the Mountain

Don't tire now, Don't tire now, We've not got far to go. I can taste it, I can taste it now, We've past the bottom. If we go higher now, Go higher now And leave that path below When we make it Then we'll face it down The long forgotten. The turning of the storm The carving of the day The beating of our hearts will Light the way Seek solace from the storm, The fire's out, But we'll stay warm, The shadow that did beckon us along. Will rise and fall. Keep those memories of the Sun in, When they fire up, Let them run. We'll push on through Until our legs are done And then we'll crawl We'll rise The turning of the storm And fall The carving of the day And when we get there to the top, my friend, we'll Call your name We'll call your name We'll call your name We could have just sat there till down But we went Higher Higher Higher Higher We could have just sat out the storm But now we're kings of the mountain. We could have just sat there till down But we went Higher Higher Higher Higher We could have just sat out the storm But now we're kings of the mountain.