You say the hill's too steep to climb
Climb it
You say you'd like to see me try
Climb it
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
That hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds
I look down, hear the sound of the things you said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd
Smiling
Merciless the magistrate turns 'round
Frowning
And who's the fool who wears the crown?
No doubt
In your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow
You look down, hear the sound of the faces in the crowd
[When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never, ever walk alone
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never, ever walk alone]
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