Where you are, is it midnight?
Come on now and dry your eyes.
You’ve got some crazy plans in the works
And I’ll be there for you even when it hurts.
Do you still hang out at the canal–
Watch the battery powered ships set sail?
Do you still walk that greenbelt path?
Do you still think true love always lasts?
From way up here
Everybody looks the same.
The rivers look like roads–
The fields look like boardgames.
The highways are tattoos
Connecting all the painted cityscapes.
From up here…
Everything… Well, it looks okay.
Where you are, are you safe?
Come on then, there are no mistakes.
You’ve got your health, your head, your schemes
And I’ll be there waiting for you in your dreams.
Do you still buy popcorn for two
When you’re at the movies feeling blue?
Do you still wander coffee shops in the dark?
And make new friends who share your smarts?
From way up here
Even you are a star.
Nebulas look like fractals and sparks
And meteors are like fireworks.
The Milky Way is just a spiraling affair
All our souls are shaking hands, unaware.
From up here…
From way up here…
Well…
The Bluejay Nest 