Lyrics
It’s winter, again
I’m alone out here with frozen tears and shaking hands
From this high up, You should be visible
But all I see is snow
I’m out here far from home, feet made out of stone
Muscles aching, mountain climbing
Feeling pretty low and though the climb is high,
This ain’t Sinai
I’m climbing, again
And I’m wondering, did I peak when I began?
I’ve come this far but I’m still miserable
Where am I meant to go while I still want to go?
I’m out here far from home, feet made out of stone
Muscles aching, mountain climbing
Feeling pretty low and though the climb is high,
This ain’t Sinai
All I can do is try, take up my life and let me die
I got one mitten, frostbitten
Nerves fraying, words fading
Mind falling, snowballing
Breath stalling, ends calling
Gear’s breaking, earth’s quaking
Teeth scraping, life taking
Avalanche, a snowball’s chance to make this test
I got one mitten, frostbitten
Nerves fraying, words fading
Mind falling, snowballing
Breath stalling, ends calling
Gear’s breaking, earth’s quaking
Teeth scraping, life taking
Avalanche, a snowball’s chance to make this test
On Everest!
I’m out here far from home, feet made out of stone
Muscles aching, mountain climbing
Feeling really low and though the climb is high,
This ain’t Sinai!
