Skyclad - Worn Out Sole To Heel lyrics

[time: 03:59] [Lyrics: Martin Walkyier] [Music: Graeme English] It's a mountain that we all must climb, In giant leaps or one step at a time. I saw a fat, old money lender - shoes of silk and ermine, Laughing as they stambled on blistered feet rough shod. He never helped the poor and weak - viewed them all as vermin, So when he fell they pa**ed him by and struggled up to god. Each of us must walk a different track - No sign to guide us and no turning back. [Chorus:] Humanity in motion - it's the pilgrimage eternal. Most are blind - But i suspect what rare few know is real. "You carry me, i'll carry you" this simple childish notion. A cable car to Shangrai-La, Your worn up soul to heal. The soldier boy is marching proud (with military precision) Kicking others from the path - so keen to reach the peak. Never will he get there with this tactical decision - He spends so much time fighting that each footstep takes a week. Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero, Persta et obdura - omnia vincit amor! My money's on the holy man - just clad in sack and sandals Heard a small child crying there - so turned around and stopped. Like a beacon now he shines (bright as a million candles) Alone upon the summit when the selfish have all dropped. It's no contest - but we still race there Like the saintly tortoise and the godless hare. Humanity in motion - it's the pilgrimage eternal. Most are blind - But i suspect what rare few know is real. "You carry me, i'll carry you" this simple childish notion. A cable car to Shangrai - La, Your worn up soul to heal. You're worn up sole to heal, Your worn up soul too ... Heal your worn up soul.