Fearless

You say the hills too steep to climb Shining

You say you'd like to see me try Climbing

And you pick the place and I choose the time And I climb that hill in my own way

Just sway wide for the right day And as I rise above the tree lines and the

clouds I look down, hear the sounds of the things you say today, fearlessly lead

that face to crown smiling merciless the magistrate turns round frowning and

And who's the fool who wears the crown

And go down in your own way

And every day is the right day

And as you rise above the fear lines in the frown

I look down

Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd