in the search of my own zion i go
to the cliff aloof alone
to get a glimpse of what lies beyond
cuz i no more can condone

that i have to find a purpose in life
an aim that i would treasure
that i've slept for long enough now
there are no more hours of lesiure

every summit shines in sun
but i need to find my own
the summit that i've always dreamt of
towards which, my every wish has flown

its time i must realise
that there is not much time to waste
i need to set my goals and
some success i must now taste

I must not think of stopping again
and must drive myself on the uphill climb
undeterred by the sloping terrain
towards my aim, the summit sublime