Life is a menu of compromise

For some much, an for some, few;

How much depends on who you are

And what you live up to.

If you’re a lowlands man-

With a highlands dream

And you’ve spent your time safely down

But you’ve spent your time helping others climb up

You’ve compromised little in town.

If you’re a highland’s man-

With a lowlands dream

But you’ve spent your time in the hills

You’ve spent your time rescuing those gone too high

You’ve compromised little up there.

But highlands men with highlands dreams

Or lowlands men with lowlands,

Who’ve spent their time on themselves alone

Not raising the weak or protecting the poor

Have compromised all that there is.

You succeed if you look in the mirror

And admit, though your dream is by

“I did what was needed

Though I lost my dream-

I can still look myself in the eye.”