To hit the mark,
To bring the rain,
To take a climb,
The path to fame.
I sat dreaming a lone,
Then it came out of
nowhere.
An all too familiar voice with a false face:
The voice of the jealous.
It's less than encouraging.
Walls have been
closing in.
Though in droves the masses came.
Years from now they'll say:
From the way out, from the way out
Fools rushing
over the hills,
There to watch him fall,
There to watch him fall.
And there amidst the sleepless night it came to
me.
Endurance, endurance, it came to me
And now nothing can stop me or keep me in line.
Get out of the way as I take to the
sky.
It's hard to discern all the motives I see.
One thing's for sure, when the crowds have dispersed and forgotten me
And
forgotten their dreams,
I'll still be all that I am.
I am more than a clown for you
Hear me, and know it to be true.
From
the way out, from the way out
Fools rushing over the hills,
There to watch him fall,
There to watch him fall.