The Rise Of Overman

We sit together, the mountain and I
Until only the mountain remains
Man is a rope, tied between beast and overman
A rope over an abyss
A dangerous across, a dangerous on the way
A dangerous looking back, a dangerous shuddering and stopping
What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not an end
What can be loved in man is that he is an overture and a going under
I love those who know how to live
For they are those who cross over
We're in the clouds now
We're wide open
We're in the clouds now
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're in the clouds now
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're in the clouds now
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're wide open
We're in the clouds now