Paroles de The Trek

The excursion begins in revelry But the miles compile a sense of disparity And the day becomes perilously long The best way to cope When the end of your rope Is dangling in your face Imagine the taste Of the glory that awaits all ahead Don't lose heart, comrades It's over that hill It's over that hill The very next hill Don't lose heart, comrades It's over that hill Paradise is just over that hill Trudging through life Dodging peril and strife Filling those days With a lackadaisical malaise The adventure seems perilously long The best way to cope When the end of your rope Hangs before your eyes Take joy in the prize Of the glory that awaits all ahead Don't lose heart, comrades It's over that hill It's over that hill The very next hill Don't lose heart, comrades It's over that hill Paradise is just over that hill As the miles compile And the journey still seems perilously long The best way to cope When the end of your rope Is not in your favor Savor the flavor Of the glory that awaits all ahead Don't lose heart, comrades It's over that hill It's over that hill The very next hill Don't lose heart, comrades It's over that hill Paradise is just over that hill Over the very next Over the very next hill