Gabe Real - Climb Every Mountain

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Venture and gain, never the same
You can't measure the pain, but the pleasure remains
Do whatever it takes to enter the gates
Metaphorically speaking even sever a leg
No regretted mistakes if something that you think you need
Causes you to stumble then it needs to leave
For betterment you have to endeavor it
To see it come to pass you can never quit
There's a price to pay a sacrifice to make
More time to take and a higher stake
Big dollar chips no playing with nickels
Wager a little and stay in the middle
Looking back at what you would've had
If you could've had what you should've grabbed
Wondering why you never took the chance
Why you forsook your plans for something good at hand

Climb every mountain ford every stream
Lord let me see your destiny stored up for me
Or let me breath my last
Climb every mountain ford every stream
Lord let me see your destiny stored up for me
Or let me breath my last

Few will climb when it's too inclined
They're too reclined at executing time
Lukewarm is suicide when it's is do or die
Seek and you will find like when a jewel is mined
Block the hurt don't stop the search
When the rock that's earthed has a lot of worth
It could get rough and you could give up
And you could live up to good enough
Can you live with less than the best
Quit the test, then what's left
No means to be satisfied, gratified or happy by
Meeting needs that is why we believe and we try
And take loss and pay costs
And forsake all for dreams cause these cannot die
They're not passing by. It's like bondage
Chained to a vision enslaved to a mission

Climb every mountain ford every stream
Lord let me see your destiny stored up for me
Or let me breath my last
Climb every mountain ford every stream
Lord let me see your destiny stored up for me
Or let me breath my last

No mountain too high no valley to low
If Columbus can sail the blue ocean
You can boldly go where God only knows
You must dig down deep and be totally sold
Columbus no doubt had to toil
Scrutinized mutinied then land ahoy
And then everything is beautiful
And then forgot about the crucible
With no come-what-may grit
Your someday list is just a wish
Forget scoffers and critics and what they spit
Doubting Thomases and the faithless
Mr. and Mrs. Joe Average
Are no romantics; they don't grasp it
Persecution and affliction are sure to arise
Words of the wise, endure for the prize

Climb every mountain ford every stream
Lord let me see your destiny stored up for me
Or let me breath my last
Climb every mountain ford every stream
Lord let me see your destiny stored up for me
Or let me breath my last