• the thorns poking at my feet
    as I hike the mountain of life
    climbing higher

    I climb
    and climb
    with the thorns poking at me

    the thorns
    such irritating thorns
    they poke at my feet

    but I never stop
    to take the thorns
    out of my shoe

    have the right words
    to get rid of the thorns

    so as I climb higher
    and higher
    I make it to the top
    of the mountain of life

    only to find
    I'll be pushed
    back down
    and die

    back at the bottom of the mountain
    i lie
    dead and
    at my end
    of my hike