| Oh Oh Oh who has seen the righteous vision of what’s over the mountain top The view that many dead leaders gazed on before their lives where taken After they spoke to us about moving on as we stepped back Oh who has felt the feeling of flying without wings through As the world crashed to the ground from pushing of our shoulders To get free and be at last with the light that we feel against our souls, never seeing Oh what is the price that must be paid to get as many of our own to the place each one wishes to be It would gladly be paid if the price was made know Though the feeling of it is the realization that the price maybe to high Jalili B. Jimiyu Yeah it’s copyrighted © 2009
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