Scaling the mountain, I have given up my pride 
 and I'm clinging to this rocky edge, a rose thorn in my side 
 It's fabled contradiction, 
 it's bitter sweet and blind 
 And I'm balancing the mountain
 of compromise 
 
 I went over the hill to be with you 
 I went over the hill
 I am over the hill to be with you 
 Am I holding on to lies or holding onto life? 
 
 Standing in position objectivity goes by 
 'cause it's hard to ignore losing when you're winning all the time 
 and the weight of this too heavy,
 the ceiling far too low 
 This commitment is restraining 
 and I can't grow
 
 I went over the hill, 
 over the hill 
 I am over the hill to be with you
 Am I holding on to life or holding onto lies? 
 
 In retrospect in your absence my disposition's gone 
 as I close my eyes to search for treasure in what I once lost
 I let go of the noose and breath again
 I am falling from the game and mending a foot (?)