Rush Still
Trick of the light
Or just
A loss of perspective
Flaw in the grand plan
Just
The way it is
Looks good from a distance
But
The closer I come
It...
Becomes more daunting
But
These moments will pass
Still
Halfway up the hill
My fingers may bleed
But I’ve got to get there
Still
Standing on the hill
My spirit’s released
But I’ve got to get there
Lost in an abstract thought
Dazed and distracted
Winded yet still I’m caught
With a fragment of doubt
Slowed by reflection
But
These moments will pass
Still
Halfway up the hill
My fingers may bleed
But I’ve got to get there
Still
Standing on the hill
My spirit’s released
But I’ve got to get there
It’s just confusion
An illusion
Easily overdone
Here comes resolution
Absolution
It’s not an illusion
Not a fiction
Easily overcome
Here comes revolution
Absolution
Trick of the light
Or just
Too much perspective
Looks good from a distance
But
The closer I come
It
Becomes more daunting
But
These moments will pass
Still
