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I’ve reached the top of the mountain
So many times, it’s hard to count the climb
I’m grateful that I’m able and capable
In these times of so much despair
I’ve been praying and don’t plan to stop
Anytime soon on my watch
I know I’m not supposed to be here
Here for a reason in and out of season
Possessing the power of an artist
Stared death straight in the eye
So many times, it’s hard to count
The brush of the wind that swept
Pulling me in keeping me safely tucked in
So many of my companions have left
The scene some I still see when I dream
They tell me to go back I still have time
Left to live again there’s so much pain
In my eyes from seeing my mother cry
I wish I had it in me to love my father
Before he died though I can’t see it with
These eyes all the times disappointments saved my life
TWO ZERO ONE EIGHT I’m alive
