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It`s a mountain that we all must climb -

In giant leaps or one step at a time.

I saw a fat old money lender - shoes of silk and ermine,

Laughing as they stumbled on bilstered feet rough shod.

He never helped the poor and weak - viewed them all as vermin,

So when he fell they passed him by and struggled up to God.

Each of us must walk a different track -

No sign to guide us and no turning back.

Chorus:

Humanity in motion - it`s the pilgrimage eternal.

Most are blind - but I suspect what rare few know is real.

"You carry me, I`ll carry you" - this simple childish notion.

A cable car to Shangrai-La.

Your worn out soul to heal.

The soldier boy is marching proud (with military precision),

Kicking others from the path - so keen to reach the peak.

Never will he get there with this tactical decision -

He spends so much time fighting that each footstep takes a week.

Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.

Persta et obdura - omnia vincit amor!

My money`s on the holy man - just clad in sack and sandals,

Heard a small child crying there - so turned around and stopped.

Like a beacon now he shines (bright as a million candles),

Alone upon the summit when the selfish have all dropped.

It`s no contest - but we still race there,

like the saintly tortoise and the godless hare.

Chorus:

Humanity in motion - it`s the pilgrimage eternal.

Most are blind - but I suspect what rare few know is real.

"You carry me, I`ll carry you" - this simple childish notion.

A cable car to Shangrai-La.

Your worn out soul to heal.

You`re worn out sole to heel,

Your worn out soul too .....

Heal your worn out soul.

It`s a mountain that we all must climb -

In giant leaps or one step at a time.

I saw a fat old money lender - shoes of silk and ermine,

Laughing as they stumbled on bilstered feet rough shod.

He never helped the poor and weak - viewed them all as vermin,

So when he fell they passed him by and struggled up to God.

Each of us must walk a different track -

No sign to guide us and no turning back.

Chorus:

Humanity in motion - it`s the pilgrimage eternal.

Most are blind - but I suspect what rare few know is real.

"You carry me, I`ll carry you" - this simple childish notion.

A cable car to Shangrai-La.

Your worn out soul to heal.

The soldier boy is marching proud (with military precision),

Kicking others from the path - so keen to reach the peak.

Never will he get there with this tactical decision -

He spends so much time fighting that each footstep takes a week.

Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.

Persta et obdura - omnia vincit amor!

My money`s on the holy man - just clad in sack and sandals,

Heard a small child crying there - so turned around and stopped.

Like a beacon now he shines (bright as a million candles),

Alone upon the summit when the selfish have all dropped.

It`s no contest - but we still race there,

like the saintly tortoise and the godless hare.

Chorus:

Humanity in motion - it`s the pilgrimage eternal.

Most are blind - but I suspect what rare few know is real.

"You carry me, I`ll carry you" - this simple childish notion.

A cable car to Shangrai-La.

Your worn out soul to heal.

You`re worn out sole to heel,

Your worn out soul too .....

Heal your worn out soul.

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