times can be hard and times can be tough
till it seems there so hard that youve just had enough
you wait and you try, but still in your eyes
the mountains ahead will continue to rise
like the song of a bird flying so high
a feeling of defeat persistantly prys
the trick to defying falsation of truth
is to compare your misfortunes to the value of youth
looking beyond what is simple and ruthless
at the good as compared to whats blackend and truthless
it is what it is, do not be decieved
by distortid conflictions of what it might be
for all that is known, is now and surrounding
all moments are one,no time is now bounding
no pressure evoked or convictions provoked
nothing but peace and the words i have spoke
dont think with your mind,let all thoughts be silent
and what you will find is that thinkings less violent
trancsending illusions of dualistic perception,
evading theses endless predicted conceptions
seeing whats real is the trick to defying
the strength of the mountain so endlessly rising