Climber - CPR

The heat of the stone against your face

The incredible presence of mass

The clink of the metal the hiss of the rope

The sky like a piece of blue glass

He clings to the rock with the feeling reversed

As if he holds the whole earth in his hands

He loosens a pebble and hangs there quite silent

Listening to his heart 'til it lands

Listening to his heart moved by his art

Up the wall, up the wall

His life in his hands who knows where it lands

Up the wall, up the wall

They say climb if you want to climb because it’s there

Climb 'cause you’re a man

I say live on the wings of what’s possible here

Climb it because you can

Spirit of mountain (Spirit of man) spirit of man

The Sioux said they both had their place

Here on the ledge (Here on the edge) looking over the edge

I can feel it on my face

Listening to his heart moved by his art

Up the wall, up the wall

His life in his hands who knows where it lands

Up the wall, up the wall

So I listen now to this spirit of mine

Floating in clean air and then

I face to the west and I speak to the sun

And I say thank you quite softly again

Listening to his heart moved by his art

Up the wall, up the wall

His life in his hands who knows where it lands

Up the wall, up the wall

Up the wall

Up the wall