Higher! Higher!

Wait until you reach

The pinnacle and then

How pleasant it will be

How wonderful to see

The valley down below

The mountains and the sea

 

Higher! Higher!

The struggle, claws and fangs

No barred blows tonight

Punch hard where you will,

Kick, spit, lie down and hide,

Make virtue of deceit,

Blow his brains, push her down

How pleasant it will be

To reach the view from top

Of mountain, vale and sea

To sleep, perhaps to dream?

No time to waste, get up

Must push and strive to rise

Higher! Higher!

And yet behind

Each pinnacle, you see

Another, higher still