The Ballad on Stairs
Morning light to setting dusk
climbing stairs is a must
Top to bottom, bottom to top
the merciless stones is a must
Sweating 'n Panting as I climb
If it does not stop I'll lose my mind
Weak calves, complaining toes
this is a hell I have not choose
Right left I can't escape
They haunt my dreams and when i wake
When will it stop when will it end
the wrath of the stone will not bend
If your reading this hear my plea:
Drown my sorrows and send cookies to me.
climbing stairs is a must
Top to bottom, bottom to top
the merciless stones is a must
Sweating 'n Panting as I climb
If it does not stop I'll lose my mind
Weak calves, complaining toes
this is a hell I have not choose
Right left I can't escape
They haunt my dreams and when i wake
When will it stop when will it end
the wrath of the stone will not bend
If your reading this hear my plea:
Drown my sorrows and send cookies to me.
Leanna Davidson
btheholyland.blogspot.com
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