I've sat on hilltops
Having important thoughts
About grubbing weeds
From gravel paths
As I count the roofs of
The places I've lived
And I've sat on rooftops
Making schemes from dreams
Corrupting imperceptibly
While justifying all I ever did
Nothing means as much
As it did before
Sorry I don't
Live here anymore
I've stood on even ground
Without time or thought
No hesitation I just did
The vivid vision
So easily slid
I was wishing up
Thinking get higher
You'll see something they never did
Well I guess I did
But you and I don't
Live here anymore
Nothing means as much
As it did before