Pink Floyd: Meddle: Fearless

You say the hill's too steep to climb
  try it
you say you'd like to see me try
  climb it
You pick the place and Ill choose the time
  and Ill climb that hill in my own way
just wait a while for the right day
and as I rise above the tree line and the clouds
I look down in the sound of the things you said today

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd,
  smiling
Merciless the magistrate turns round,
  frowning
"And who's the fool who wears the grin?
  Come down"
in your own way
and every day is the right day
and as you rise above the fear lines in the crowd
you look down in the sound of the faces in the crowd