Giving up is not the easiest way out
They always circle back
As sure as a railroad track
Will guide the train
A million more times over the same terrain
From far away it looks as though the waves are still
But they can change an entire cliff's face
All while we fret over the smallest mistakes
Rushing the hill
You slip and fall and can't recover from the spill
It's only a 30th of the climb out
I'm the patron saint of time-traveling at funerals
When there's no time for looking back
When that's all there is to look at
In old pictures and films
Projected on a wall they took everything down to see it clear
Margarite if I could do your work for you I would
But they trained me to be so helpless
And all I can think is of you in 2nd grade class
So shy you couldn't speak
And I cry so hard I can barely breathe
It's only a 30th of the climb out
It's only a 30th of the climb
So let's just do it one step at a time