Can you fly, high above the skies?
Do you remember the clouds?
Wet and cold, but a lovely view.
Hair blown back, whilst you glide free from all.
Looking up, what do you see?
A blue sky, a brilliant sun.
Nothing at all could bring you back down.
Looking down, only now you see.
Hectic, mad, hot and sweaty.
There are your friends,
The ones you call family.
You see a couple, hugging and kissing in the street.
Don't they look happy? Happy, but not free like me.
You see a mugging, "one a peice" says the comentary from above.
Not so nice, the view from up there.
You see it all, good and bad.
But what can you do?
Your stuck.
In your freedom,
In your paradise.
The place of no pressure.
The place of only you.
I wonder how you truely feel.
I prefer it down here,
Looking up at you.
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