splendid room up in this tree
We can watch the fight from above
The higher up that we can climb,
the better view we surely find
If a mid -world is easier to love
Down there the fight's still going on
Such a remarkable piece of act
With no weapons to fight the
They're trying hard to cover up the fact
And their fear is the fuel for going on
The demands and the pressure
that they put on themselves
Is the reason why they fight
there's plenty room up in the street
We don't have to be a part of that
Up here we're allowed to take a break,
we value the choices that we make
See all those dishes on which we sat
And who is counting the scores?
It seems we cannot leave this with victory
Than what are we still fighting for?
seen a different perspective
All the big things now transformed to small
what if they saw what we see?
That this place is just a
this splendid room up in this tree
Let the game continue below
Up here we're closer to the clouds,
we don't break no law that I know of
this splendid room up in this tree
We can watch the fight from above
The higher off that we can climb,
the better view we surely find
For me the world is easier to know
