The Climber

Beside me now, are strangers to my eyes

It might be getting crazy, might be wise

Stranded either way

Such a lonely place

I'm looking out for you

Among the flies that wait in line

The days on end

The nights are cold

But always so intense

I try to reach the top most every day

And hope I turn my face up to the sky

And the cover hangs so low

I see no sign of light

Nothing springs to mind

Among the flies that wait in line

The days on end

The nights so cold

But always so intense

Here we are

There's a smile between us

And it's going on

You and me have always gotten through

Anyone can tell you that it's true

You feel it every time

You drive away from home

Headlights hypnotise

They take you off towards the sea

Into the night

You run away

From thoughts you cannot hide

(...)

Can't describe my hunger

For your (...)

(...)

Can't help thinking of you