In the shadows of El Capitan,
Where the granite calls my name,
Fingers trace the roughened stone,
Chasing heights, chasing flame.
The air is thin, but my heart is full,
With every move, I'm letting go,
Of all the weight I've carried down,
Up here, I'm finally home.
The world below seems so small,
With each step, I stand tall,
As the sun breaks through the haze,
I'm finding my way.
I'm climbing higher, reaching for the sky,
One hand on hope, one hand on the fire.
The wind whispers secrets, old and true,
In these heights, I find you.
The mountain knows where I belong,
In the stillness, I hear its song.
Oh, I'm climbing higher, up where dreams reside,
In nature's arms, I come alive.
In the Red River Gorge, the lines run deep,
Stories etched in the sandstone sweep.
Breathe in the moment, the rise, the fall,
Feel the rhythm in it all.
I'm not alone, though the path is steep,
Voices of legends, in the cliffs they speak,
Their echoes lift me, give me grace,
With every reach, I find my place.
The earth below fades away,
In this dance, I'm here to stay,
As the daylight starts to fade,
I'm not afraid.
I'm climbing higher, reaching for the sky,
One hand on hope, one hand on the fire.
The wind whispers secrets, old and true,
In these heights, I find you.
The mountain knows where I belong,
In the stillness, I hear its song.
Oh, I'm climbing higher, up where dreams reside,
In nature's arms, I come alive.
From Yosemite to the Gunks' embrace,
Every peak, every fall, has a place.
In the cracks and crevices, I find my soul,
Piece by piece, I'm becoming whole.
I'm climbing higher, reaching for the sky,
One hand on hope, one hand on the fire.
The wind whispers secrets, old and true,
In these heights, I find you.
The mountain knows where I belong,
In the stillness, I hear its song.
Oh, I'm climbing higher, up where dreams reside,
In nature's arms, I come alive.
In nature's arms, I come alive,
I come alive... I come alive...