I've found the hill that I'm willing to die on And a position I'll firmly defend And now I've found the hill that I'm prepared to die on Well, you won't talk me back down again You might not like the location I've chosen It isn't tall, but it's easy to climb And I refuse to move it or attempt to prove it If I'm here, then it's real and it's mine Some people like to move around Some try to find more solid ground Some change their mind with the things they learn Scan the skies, turn, turn, turn But I feel safe on the hill that I'll die on I'm unperturbed by the winds of change And if the turning tide should cause the land to slide I'll clutch at straws 'til it sweeps me away I don't need friends on the hill that I'll die on I just need something to fill up my time You may not want to be me, but you sure can see me Oh, and that is the reason I climb Some people like to go explore Search for the shells upon the shore Some people stand on the shoulders of giants That takes work - I won't try it I'm happy here on the hill that I'll die on You want to move me? You're welcome to try But though you won't succeed, one thing is guaranteed If you wait, I'll eventually die Yes, now I've found the hill that I'm prepared to die on If you wait, I'll eventually die