It’s quite the long way up there, to wherever you’re going, climbing up that slippery rock face! And hey, just be careful when you finally reach the wanted point! It may not be what you excepted after all.” Gun Roswell
 
 Up the Hill

Up the hill
Down the hill
Feel the wind chill
It’s a surreal thrill

Up, up, even higher
Like your ass, was on fire
Run, from the dire
Follow, your desire

Go all the way up
Then come down
Never mind the hiccup
Or the face frown

Up the hill
Get your fill
Before, the time
To stand still