Fearless/Waters, Gilmour

You say the hill's too steep to climb
.Climb it
You say you'd like to see me try
.Climbing

You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
.That hill in my own way
.Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds
.I look down, in the sound of the things you said today

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd
.Smiling
Merciless the magistrate turns 'round
.Frowning

?And who's the fool who wears the crown
,And go down
in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in the crowd
...You look down, in the sound of the faces in the crowd