Climb through the chambers I'm hiding and seeking The strangest mask I wore The dumbest costume I swore I'd never wear again I've been all over I've
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always one more hill to climb There's always one more hill to climb Bombarded by multiple choices twenty four to seven Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion Guided by subconscious voices
to understand me Guide me through visions I see So far You carry my soul back in time The past shows the future to climb Oh, god! Did I once be there by
tale from the land of Delmite Journey starts at the edge of town with the stars as my guide There's no one here but my empty thoughts and the sword by
these attitudes teach me the magic of your sacred pomes. conjuring a voice of signs & omens prophecies guide the breeze, w/syllables symbols breed behind the eyes we climb
of boughs Navigate to keep you straight on track Make the right ramification-turns Conceit will be your allied guide Climb the hierarchy ladders invisibly Veiled by
gods have marked you for your life and death The gods will guide you up to your last breath Spirit Soldier You will lead a secret life sheltered by
foreshadowing offering? The gods have marked you for your life and death The gods will guide you up to your last breath You will lead a secret life sheltered by
Glow boy butlers fly Climbing in the sky Lights flashing Eyes crashing Glowing with delight Take it to sugar pie Oh they're studying ??Of the rudder??
snobby And maybe baby Maybe baby You'll be free Look to the trees while they're growing And maybe baby Maybe baby You'll see Maybe baby Maybe...baby Climb
I am a tree - I show my age when I don't cry I have the leaves that will fall off when wind blows by Don't strip off my bark - I have been stripped
Climbing up to greet you And all the suns that shine above you Pretty bombs will sing you To sleep and you will dream of them Out of one chance Out of
In the morning She calls for time But not too quick A factory moment But not to climb the six ??? oh oh... In the evening She crosses lines With smacking
Time machines escape the fall But cannot climb the prison wall Nowhere to go they stumble headlong Stumbling back to where they belong Are you looking
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- St. Teresa Sit down on the corner, just a little climb When I make my money