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.