I was born a son of broken man
Bound to flat, unbroken land
To live my days, all my days in the same fashion
O how I long for more than this sea level existence
For in my soul I hear the calling of the mountain
Footsteps elevating with my eyes
Train my heart on the incline
This body's growing light with each upward glance I'm stealing
O how I want to rise up there
Take sharper breaths of thinner air
And though my lungs get tired
At least I know I'm breathing
Will I set my eyes on the tree line
And make this mountain climb
Or will I spend my days at its base
Let altitude and mind align
I'll make this mountain mine
As I lose and find myself upon its face
Train my heart on the incline
Will I set my eyes on the tree line
And make this mountain climb
Or will I spend my days at its base
Let altitude and mind align
I'll make this mountain mine
As I lose and find myself upon its face
O soul of mine, acclimatize
O soul of mine, acclimatize
O soul of mine, acclimatize