Traveler Lyrics

Climbing high up to the clouds

Not a fear of how Ill get back down

The dirt under my fingernails tells a tale of a man who will prevail

Though I am broke and bruised

And these hands have seen much better days

I will make it to the top

There just simply is no other way

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

Now my feet have given out

Worn and cracked from the miles on this day

Still these arms will scratch and claw

For what's a man if he quits along the way

Though I am broke and bruised

And these hands have seen much better days

I will make it to the top

There just simply is no other way

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

Now I've made it to the top

I can finally shed a single tear

My whole body worn and torn

Yet I sing "hallelujah" I am here

Though I was broke and bruised

And these hands have seen much better days

I did make it to the top

There just simply was no other way

So if ever you feel low

And you fear you have to call it quits

Listen to this gruesome tale

For what's a man if he can't take some hits

Woah

Oh I got to

I got to run

Woah

I got to

I got to climb

Woah

Chasing the sun as I rise

Over the mountains and skies