listen to it hereYou say the hill's too steep to climb,
tiny
You say you'd like to see me try,
climbing
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
The hill in my own way
just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds
I look down
hear the sound
of the things you said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd,
smiling
Merciless, the magistrate turns 'round,
frowning
and who's the fool
who wears the crown?
Go down in your own way
And everyday is the right day
And as you rise above the fearlines in the frown
You look down
Hear the sound
of the faces in the crowd
- pink floyd
