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[Intro] Hey, we woke up early today, Heading to a bird sanctuary, let's make a way. On a whim, we fear no pain, Climbing the hill, let’s begin this game! [Verse 1] This hill's not tall, but it's tough, Volcanic rock paths, the going gets rough. In flip-flops and thin shoes, unprepared, Through the jungle, we enter unshared. [Chorus] Birds sing, insects buzzing in our ears, Tropical greens surrounding our fears; Feels like stepping into a Skull Island dream, Every step holds a new, thrilling scheme. [Verse 2] Leaves block the sun, light is faint, Vines like snakes, their embrace quaint. Volcanic rocks underfoot, sharp and keen, Every step feels like a balancing beam. [Chorus] Birds sing, insects buzzing in our ears, Tropical greens surrounding our fears; Feels like stepping into a Skull Island dream, Every step holds a new, thrilling scheme. [Bridge] Through the tough trek, light breaks free, The scent of the ocean, near the sea. A small wooden hut, shelter we find, Exploring further, what secrets unwind. [Verse 3] We find WWII relics, history's trace, Bunkers and rails, stories in place. Coconuts refresh, strength regained, Marching into the caves, secrets unchained. [Chorus] Birds sing, insects buzzing in our ears, Tropical greens surrounding our fears; Feels like stepping into a Skull Island dream, Every step holds a new, thrilling scheme. [Outro] Hey, in flip-flops, we’ve made it through, With grit and passion, dreams come true. This climb will be a memory for life, May we always chase the thrill and strive. [Ending] Every adventure, a tribute to life's song, May we find our peaks, where we belong.