Fearless

You say the hill's too steep to climb

Climb it.

You say you'd like to see me try

Climbing.

You pick the place and I'll choose the time

And I'll climb

That hill in my own way.

Just wait a while for the right day.

And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds

I look down, in the sound of the things you said today.

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd

Smiling.

Merciless the magistrate turns 'round

Frowning.

And who's the fool who wears the crown?

And go down,

in your own way

And every day is the right day

And as you rise above the fear-lines in the crowd

You look down, in the sound of the faces in the crowd.

"Walk on, walk on

With hope in your heart

And you'll never walk alone

You'll never walk alone"

by Gilmour,David;Waters,Roger (1971)