[Verse 1]
Today I woke from a dream
Self-imposed suffering
I was clawing my way up a red clay mountain

[Verse 2]
Blistering sun, my sweat soaking my clothing
Questioned myself
Why keep going?

[Verse 3]
Over my shoulder were towering trees
Their rustling branches summoning me
To a parallel trail, one not so steep
Offering shelter, offering ease

[Chorus]
Red clay
We don’t have to do this the hard way

[Verse 4]
So I take a deep breath and turn to be brave
Harvest the fruits of being afraid
Take a deep breath and turn to be brave
Harvеst the fruits of being afraid
Take a deep brеath and turn to be brave
Harvest the fruits of being afraid
[Chorus]
Red clay
We don’t have to do this the hard way
Red clay
We don’t have to do this the hard way