Urban Mountaineers lyrics

The world looks very different

Looking down from on high

All the seems so formidable

Loses its place from altitude

To view the goings on below

The orchestrations of flow

Like the lines that ants make

Organized without a thought

As if to stand away from them

A daily grind of frets and fears

Somewhere 'tween amazement

And some sense of epiphany

In the solitude atop the rooftops

Away from the din of the city

Mimicking lone peaks so far

Exploits of urban mountaineers

No pack, no pitons, nor ice axe

Lifts and steps, and more steps

Whether a citizen or a Sherpa

Moments so transfixed on high