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.