Sometimes you’ve gotta laugh
Even when it hurts
Better still with somebody brushing off the dirt
Who knows we’re all ridiculous
Yet somehow sublime
He celebrates the journey
And tells you to climb
He tells you to climb

There is no mountain of virtue
Higher to ascend
No quality
More divine
Than to be a friend
Ah to be a friend
So kind

When you feel ashamed
And ugly inside
You need someone who cares
With whom you dare confide
To stare into your dark soul
To see hope and light
And tell you, “You’re glorious
I know you’ll be all right
You’re beautiful, I love you
I know you’ll be all right”

There is no mountain of virtue
Higher to ascend…

So now you’ve gone away
In a sudden gust of wind
And we’re sadder than hell
‘Cause we miss you, dear friend
Still it’s good to know your great heart
Is glad and restored
Forever smokin’ fine cigars at the table of the Lord
At the table of the Lord

There is no mountain of virtue
Higher to ascend…


(In fond memory of Tom Howard)