Walk on, til your feet are burning,
You're sure there's far more to see,
Stride on, with a sense of yearning,
Embrace this chance, this rarity.
Don't fall back, or falter come the incline,
It's almost within our reach,
Still stride on with that sense of yearning,
The vista unfolds, for you and me.
Walk on through the burning,
Stride on with the yearning,
Don't start turning,
We're almost there.
