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when I reach the top
don't try to pull me down
I don't want to fall
again been climbing
walls one brick at a time
you're out of place
you're out of line
trying to be in mine
mind your own
you might find
something shiny
to cherish like
treasure the bars
too high to measure
I'm gone and I'm gone
be successful on this
journey every key
I'll be turning
you can warm your hands
but can't touch fire
you can bathe in sun
but can't touch its crown
inside the square
the disc is round
in the middle the hole
is black with light
on its back too high
to come back
too low to relax
can't do that too
black to trust
it's always us
soon we will know
when true Prophets
speak to heal land
fallen weak
