When you climb to the top of the mountain
Look out over the sea
Think about the places, perhaps, where a young man could be
Then you jump back down to the rooftops
Look out over the town
Think about all of the strange things circulating 'round
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down
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