Music written by The Doerfels and Miles Fonda. Miles split is set up to go to A wallet for his son Kaden. Lyrics by Miles Fonda: Which one is an angel, Which one’s a beast? Which one has the blessed hope, And which wants a feast? But if one must be a blessing And one must be a curse Then why does injury heal stronger But a happy heart hurt worse? They say that life is like a mountain With a valley in its shade But the snow is never greener on the peak Than grass down in the glades Though the stony top is higher And the view is always clear It’s the dirty valley peasants drinking beer That lose their mountain climbing fear Which one is a steeple Which one’s a jail? Which one gives you hope today And which one reads your mail? But if one must be a blessing And one must be a due Then why do prisoners reform themselves But church parishioners never do? They say that life is like a mountain With a valley in its shade But the snow is never greener on the peak Than the grass in the glades Though the stony top is higher And the view is always clear It’s the dirty valley peasants drinking beer That lose their mountain climbing fear BRIDGE Time is not two hands on a clock Beating like the heartbeat of a fawn The sun goes down, the sun comes up Its dusk, and now its dawn We keep track on our fingers Like we used to do in school Hopeless has two syllables And so does “pain” with ‘you’ You lay asleep at night and cry Because it always has an end Just like a play, intermission’s here, The viewers now must fend. They say that life is like a mountain With a valley in its shade But the snow is never greener on the peak Than the grass in the glades Though the stony top is higher And the view is always clear It’s the dirty valley peasants drinking beer That lose their mountain climbing fear Pray tell me, what here is the present time And which memory was you? Which one gives you sustenance And which one takes your food? If one must be a blessing And one must be the past Then why won’t memories leave us Yet the present time runs fast? END(not in recording but written by Miles) I will not lie, life is not an angel Yet life is not simply a beast Both rely on one another Like a loaf of bread needs yeast.