In many roads I've traveled, across many distant lands.
I saw men with guns and tanks and bombs, I couldn't understand.
In the television beaming down, with tyrants on TV.
Who say their stocks and stealing
Corporate will, in these things make us free.
Well, the gods above serve the strangest dishes.
And men are prone to selfish wishes.
Of the Gold and Silver kind.
So I think that I'll unwind.
And stare up at the stars above, that gotten us this far.
They make us who we are, who we're meant to be.
When I finally climb the mountain, I'll be fine, fine, fine.
A backpack on my shoulder, in the sweet sunshine.
In many roads I've traveled and many scars the roads unraveled.
So I guess, I'll climb the mountain when the good Lord says it's time.
Oh I know I'll climb the mountain when the good Lord says it's time
And if you climbed a Mauna Kea, like a South Dakota sky.
A land of fate and dreams await to take you for a ride.
And while millions march and wonder, with picket signs for peace.
There's a couple men on Wall Street who legislate to disagree.
But grace, she gives me all her kisses
And keeps us with with late night wishes
And I'm sure that you're an enemy.
But you could be a friend to me
And I'm sure that we'd be fine.
To drink a little wine.
And stare up at the stars above that have gotten us this far.
They make us who we are, who we're meant to be.
When I finally climb the mountain, I'll be fine, fine, fine.
A backpack on my shoulder in the sweet sunshine.
In many roads I've traveled and many scars the roads unraveled.
So I guess, I'll climb the mountain when the good Lord says it's time.
Oh, I guess I'll climb the mountain when the good Lord says it's time.
And I saw men all dressed for battle, on New York City Streets.
They were men with guns and mace and
Clubs, against children in bare feet.
But I remember how a soldier, Shamaar Thomas was his name.
Used to tall against that regiment and put those coward cops to shame.
He said, "My whole life I've fought for
Freedom, and that riot gear is so unneeded."
If you're looking for a fight.
Then why don't you stand in line.
Pick on someone your own size.
And risk your life for land and freedom, in the way i've risked mine.
To be who we are, to keep our children free.
When I finally climb the mountain, I'll be fine, fine, fine.
A backpack on my shoulder, in the sweet sunshine.
I'll be singing, today will be the day that I put my fears away
Today will be the day of my release
We shall be free.
We shall be
And after years of these great
Battles, of the sweethearts and the thieves.
The kids have loved like wounded
Doves, flock to the parliaments of greed.
And hand in hand they sat there, against tasers and zip wires.
And took all the cash that made them slaves, and cast it in the fire.
They said, "Our lives are more than your selfish money,
There's enough for all and ain't that funny."
And for decades you have tried.
Yeah for decades you have tried.
To convince us of this lie
Well we call your bluff this time
Yeah we call your bluff this time
We'll be who we are, not who we're forced to be.
When I finally climb the mountain, I'll be fine, fine, fine.
A backpack on my shoulder in the sweet sunshine.
In many roads I've traveled and many scars the roads unraveled.
So I know, I'll climb the mountain when the good Lord says it's time.
Oh, I know I'll climb the mountain when the good Lord says it's time.
It's time
It's time
It's time
It's time