I Call It Life

They call it freedom, I call it flame. New city lights, new borrowed names. They see the road but praise the view. They think this life is something new. But I was built for steeper ground. I feel most alive when the walls close down. That dream of rest, I need the rise. I read my truth in harder skies. I know the price, I know the cost. But don’t call me broken, don’t call me lost. I chose this road, I chose this heat. I chose the fire beneath my feet. I’m not made for staying still. I’m not built for a quiet life. My home is forward, my blood is restless. I come alive in the highest climb. I don’t need comfort, I don’t need ease. I need the fire that tests me deep. I’m not made for staying still. I was born for the climb I keep. A cup, a chair, a silent room. Can feel too soft, can smell my doom. Some men need shelter, some need sleep. I need a dream that cuts me deep. Too much peace can make me fade. Too much calm can dull my blade. Give me pressure, give me height. I find my soul when the stakes are high. I know the weight, I know the strain. But this steel weather inside my veins. The frame is hard, the edge is steep. But that’s the kind of life I keep. I’m not made for staying still. I’m not built for a quiet life. My home is forward, my blood is restless. I come alive in the highest climb. I don’t need comfort, I don’t need ease. I need the fire that tests me deep. I’m not made for staying still. I was born for the climb I Keep. Yeah. Oh, Oh, Oh. Don’t pull me back, don’t make me small. I need the weight, I need it all. Not out of fear, not out of pain. I choose the road again, again, Again. Give me the height, give me the strength. Give me a sky that threatens rain. Some call it hard, I call it mine. Some fear the edge, I call it life. I’m not made for staying still. Woo! I’m not built for a quiet life. My home is forward, my blood is restless. I come alive in the highest climb. I don’t need comfort, I don’t need ease. I need the fire that tests me deep. I’m not made for staying still. I was born for the climb I Keep. Yeah. They call it hard, I call it mine. They call it too much, I Call it life.