Man On A Mountain

There’s a man on a mountain,
Far far away.
Hanging off the ice cliffs,
Carefully not to sway

He’s watching out for blizzards,
And avalanches too.
He’s camping over night,
And stopping frostbite’s chew.

He’s going for the summit,
He’s never goanna stop,
Although his team of climbers,
Will never reach the top.

He’s climbing to camp four,
Only two more camps to go.
Drinking from the ice pool,
While watching the glistening snow.