Climb Over

Come over
Climb over
Get over
Get on
Climb over the hill
To where you hoped to find nothing
Find it teeming with gold in the light
Be disappointed and glum
Beat yourself like a drum
Yell out, "Who stole my silent night?"

Call in Sorrow, your friend
Ask her where has she been
And where does she head, left or right?
Call Compassion in
Ask him, "How are your kids?
And where are you guys crawling tonight?"
Bring Hope along
Tell her sing you a song
Have her sing of her travels and flights

In fact, go ahead and call all travelers
Keep trying vainly to gather
Which direction things are headed and why
They won't tell you where they go
They know you, they know
That you stupidly hope to evade them
They say, "You can try. You will keep trying
And you'll be right on the verge until you die, die, die
And then you'll find
You will never find a place to hide"