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Glass Hammer - Into Thin Air (Official)

From our 2007 album, Culture Of Ascent Music by Fred Schendel & Steve Babb Lyrics by Steve Babb www.glasshammer.com www.stephenrbabb.com INTO THIN AIR We were children then Something bid us look to the sky Saw the hawk that soared And we saw the sparrow winging his way Knew that we were meant for something Something more For we would join them We thought of angels and of jets Of rockets and capes of crimson Someone, long ago Found a Himalayan majesty Never climbed Beckoning, its summit towering Climb Climb, we must climb For to this we're born We knew that we were born to fly We were oh so very certain of this Children have such faith And so we jumped To fall like stones Some to break their arms Some to break their fragile hearts Healing leaves its scars We hoped that we were born to fly For how else could we reach our destiny Some would leap from porches Some from roofs To fall like stones We tumble and we roll On the ground that's destined to reclaim us The unrepentant climbers Climb, we must climb We must try Try to reach the heights For unto this we were born We prayed that we were born to fly We had no capes but improvised Blankets will suffice for children Yet we jumped and fell like stones So our hopes were snatched away Even as the hawk would snatch away the sparrow Yet out hopes won't die If we can't fly there Maybe we could climb there Clinging to the side of the highest mountain Carried upon the wind The scent of a secret thing A flower never seen Yet you know, you know it's blooming Far to the west of the world Another sun is rising Never to set again And morning, morning is coming Blest is the heart that echoes With songs that were sung in Eden But some would never climb it And they linger in the shadows of it Life rears up to windswept heights Where one false step might send them plunging When I looked To the mountain I saw it I desired Yet had no name to call it Like a dream Or a memory repressed Of a place Where my spirit could rest From the dark Shadowed deeps of my heart Came a song Yet heard only in part