The Climber - Neil Finn

Beside me now are strangers to my eyes

They might be getting crazy, might be wise

Were stranded either way in such a lonely place

I’m looking out for you among the flies

That wait in line for days on end

And nights so cold and always so intense

I try to reach the top most every day

In hope I turn my face up to the sky

The cover hangs so low, I see no sign of life

Nothing springs to mind

Among the flies that wait in line

For days on end and nights so cold, always so intense

Here we are

There’s a smile between us and it’s going on

You and me have always gotten through

Anyone can tell you that it’s true

You feel it every time, you drive away from home

The headlights hypnotize and they take you off towards the sea

Into the night, you run away with thoughts you cannot hide

Vacant eyes can’t describe my hunger

For your billowing arms

Mother, I can’t help thinking of you

Take this dull ache away