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Jul 2010
Sometimes, the mountain’s just too high
Sometimes, it’s just not worth the time
And when at last you reach the top
You stop
And look around
And realize that down
Is the only way to go

And who’s the man behind the mask
Looking in through faded glass?
And when at last he sees it’s me
Only me
Alone with you
There’s nothing I can do
To keep me from breaking in

You’d like to think that I’m out of time
You’d like to think that I’ve gone blind
And when at last you cannot see
That the key
Once in your grasp
Has been taken back
Leaving madness the only means of breaking free
Written by
Benjamin Banker
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