Testo Bottom Of The Ladder

I'm at the bottom rung of the ladder, baby
how could I keep climbin' on up
here I stand with a lightning rod in my hand
but the light strikes at the top

Well the days are dark
like the peeling bark
of a dyin' hemlock tree where the moon sets the sunrise forever
I'll be forced to climb
or else the same I'll forever be

One day I'll dive right over the Rhine
no longer could I lie or keep from cryin'
out loud I'll run, like a donkey does in the sun
alone, not two, apart from you, wild an' gone

Well the days are dark
like the peeling bark
of a dyin' hemlock tree
where the moon sets the sunrise forever
I'll be forced to climb
or else the same I'll forever be