Shrouded in mist, a jagged mountaintop
Clear for all to see, should you care to look
What is the view like? Wouldn't you like to know?
Wishing to arrive, we start to push on up.
There are no paths to follow, to this as yet unscaled trophy
We forge our our paths on a moving mountainside
Desire not the view, nor the flag on the top
Truth, absurb as it, is unknowlingly striving, relentlessly
Just as love requires space and death follows life
Without day there is no night and summer needs winter
Equilibrium finds us on our rocky ascent
It's difficulty that brings our strength. Brings our meaning.
Inspired by, "It's a long way to the top, if you wanna rock n' roll", by AC/DC
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