It's all I can do to avoid the rocks at my feet
I have no time to choose the road, no time to choose myself
It's all I can do to wipe the beads of sweat that sting my eyes
I have no time to listen to the wind, no time to listen to people
Still can't see the sky? Still can't see the stars?
Looking skyward, looking skyward, falling over each time I do
Shouldering a heavy load, one person climbs an uphill path
Others can see neither the heavy load nor the incline
Still can't see the sky? Still can't see the stars?
Calling to myself, “Drag yourself up, drag yourself up,” calling
It's all I can do to clench my fists against the wounds
I have no time to pick up love, no time to pick up the dirt
It's all I can do to bite my cracked lips closed
I have no time to talk about the past, no time to think about tomorrow
I want to die having done my best, I want to die having done my best
Looking skyward, looking skyward, falling over each time I do
Shouldering a heavy load, one person climbs an uphill path
The heavy load grows heavier, and the road seems to continue without an end
I want to die having done my best, I want to die having given it my all
Calling to myself, “Drag yourself up, drag yourself up,” calling
Still can't see the sky? Still can't see the stars?
Looking skyward, looking skyward, falling over each time I do
Shouldering a heavy load, one person climbs an uphill path
The heavy load grows heavier, and the road seems to continue without an end
I want to die having done my best, I want to die having given it my all
Calling to myself, “Drag yourself up, drag yourself up,” calling
