Fearless (Live at The Roundhouse)

You say the hill's too steep to climb

Climbing

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 my own way

Wait a while for the right day

As I rise above the tree line and the clouds

I look down

Hear the sound of the things you said today

Fearlessly the idiot face the crowd

Smiling

Merciless the magistrate turns around

Frowning

But who's the fool who wears the crown?

Go down in your own way

Every day is the right day

As you rise above the fear lines in his brow

You look down

Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd