the shadows of the clouds throw doubt across the land
you cannot always see the truth from where you stand
from 20000 ft everything is clear
been looking for a place to be and now i'm here
my fellow travellers don't feel the way i feel
they're reading books and drinking wine and making deals
at 20000 ft suspended in thin air
a world without them turns below and they don't care
but i can't escape the glory of this view
and somewhere in that teeming stillness must be you
but at 20000 ft my cold heart makes no sound
and if i had the chance i'd never come back down