I'm still advancing to the top; I rise,
waiting like an eagle in the sky.
To the top, I climb,
With no hesitation,
I'm rising to the top;
Like pure water pouring from an hourglass.
To the top, I advance; Can you hear me stepping into place?
To the top, I rise,
can you see me coming gliding in praise?
I'm still rising to the top; I gain
like the strong wind was withering through the night.
To the top, I rise, most of all; love conquers all.
To the top, I rise,
like the sunset's bright light blue sky.
I'm still clambering to the top. I climb so eagerly.
I'm reaching for the horizon,
I grow; I never stop expanding.
To the top, I rise,
I'm still climbing to the top. I build my path,
Like a bird in the wild jungle, flying free,
I'm rising to the top, l rise, and my angel wings stand mid-floor high because I'm still rising to the top.
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