Perched high on a mountain top, you are screaming-
at times commanding, and some pleading.
You hear a thousand echo what you said.
at times commanding, and some pleading.
You hear a thousand echo what you said.
The grave injustice, that you are handed out,
imprisoned by the world around;
you crave freedom from the invisible shackle and chain.
imprisoned by the world around;
you crave freedom from the invisible shackle and chain.
You speak now, the voice of a many people;
The suffering they had to endure!
You are concerned for their future and today.
The suffering they had to endure!
You are concerned for their future and today.
Standing tall in your moment, you announce a sacrifice.
The one of self, for your cause, to take the dive, to open eyes.
You take the plunge for what you believe is right.
The one of self, for your cause, to take the dive, to open eyes.
You take the plunge for what you believe is right.
The descent now, barely took a moment.
In that moment you see your life, pass and fleet-
from your grip, makes you smile and then a cry.
In that moment you see your life, pass and fleet-
from your grip, makes you smile and then a cry.
There you hear a baby laugh, born free, a long time by,
There you hear a young boy’s heart, daring to dream,
There you hear a young man’s soul hard at toil, you smile.
There you hear a young boy’s heart, daring to dream,
There you hear a young man’s soul hard at toil, you smile.
There you hear all the freedom you had;
no quill on paper, no master’s whip could hold you back.
Yet now bound in the hands of death, you cry.
no quill on paper, no master’s whip could hold you back.
Yet now bound in the hands of death, you cry.
As you open your eyes, for one last look at the peak,
you see another imbecile mounting your perch.
Singing your tunes to no audience, pleased with his own echo.