We will build a mountain, out of desert sand. 
Where the headwind blows, the peak to begin. 
Where the vultures are circling, waiting for us to drop. 
We never spoke about a draw, never agreed on a stop. 

And if we go down, we’ll go together. 
And if you would fall, I would pick you up. 
And one day it all gets better. 
If we go, we’ll go together! 

We won’t reach for the sky, cause we’re stuck on this ground. 
I’m heading up north, while you stay down south, east, west 
it depends where we go. 
And I’m counting down the hours, while you try to forget the time.
And for me it’s a lifeline poetry, for you it’s an endless rhyme. 
And if we go down, we’ll go together. 
And if you would fall, I would pick you up. 
And one day it all gets better. 
If we go, we’ll go together! 

And if we go down, we’ll go together. 
And if you would fall, I would pick you up. 
And one day it all gets better. 
And if we go, and if we go, and when we go 
we’ll go together!