(for lynda petranek)      climbing to the top of mountains   reaching for the sky it disappears   watch my hands lose their grip   watch my life lose its meaning   (what's my life it's losing meaning)      I wish I could climb   to the top with you   I'd pick you up and cradle the fall   I wish I had the hand to heal you   only my hand is so small      struggle for the point of gravity   search for that slice of light   your breath beats through me   I keep struggling   breath bearts through you   keep struggling   breath beats      things just got rolling here   you started dying   it might be heaven there   what if they're lying      if I could climb to the top with you   if I had the strength I'd heal you   (if I)      she needs with anger heart   and cancer breast   a lap to rest   she needs a lap to rest