Several times unconsciously, I've stumbled on the path   And seen a mountain in the mist   As rain falls on my shoulders, sun rises in the east   A morning bruise, but I am here at least   I guess I'm just an obstacle, a thing to overcome   If I could sneak around myself, again I'll know I've won   The moment seems to hang and float, before me with no end   Till I'm released, awaken beasts, I'm on the road again   But now I'm soaring far too high, a fleck of dust up in the sky   Where tiny clouds go sailing by   Pull me down today   Woven in the fairy tales, we fabricate each day   Are little golden strands of truth, that glimmer in the light   The colorful material, you hold a certain way   Can keep up from the cold   And help to get us through the night   But now I'm soaring far too high, a fleck of dust up in the sky   Where tiny clouds go sailing by   Pull me down today   Pull me down today   Pull me down today   Pull me down....