know the hill clamouring for fame for tv for record deals hungry for blood and success and daddy’s approval perfecting the bullshit spiel making the right noises but always with their eye over your shoulder on the prize and these boys are fresh and talented full of belief that isn’t belief not wishing to grow or learn not embracing the soul's little journy but salivating for the winning line fixated
oh to be magically airlifted to the top of the mountain in a bright red helicopter which would no doubt be thrilling and magestic and butiful but i tell you you have to walk to understand and know the hill and if they've got what you want they've got you