The View From Here (a lyric)
by M. F. B. Porter
From where I stand on this rooftop,
The view is quite different from the ground.
Nobody sees past themselves walking on the street.
They drift in a river that leads to an ocean
Full of selfish, lonely people.
If only they could see what I see, here on the ledge
the mountain-top, the skyscraper,
So far away from them now.
If they could see what I see,
We’d all live in the clouds.
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