Boy does the city radiate at night.

Every twinkling light like stars on a clear country night.

Here i am again.

HIgh above the city,

or just euphoria.

HIGH.

I used to be proud of my horizon.

now im terrified of losing the light.

High above the city,

or just nostalgia.

HIGH.

Lost in the light reflecting on the river.

Wishing i could dance with the fairies.

HIGH.

I’m high above the city,

im high above the city.

Watch me fly…

Im afraid of coming down.

I’m HIGH….

HIGH above the city.

And theres no coming down.