High above the mountains I
Lock my feelings up so tight
A thousand steps into the sky
Trapped in a prison behind my eyes
I put on my bravest face
Like all my troubles are miles away
Nothing there ever escapes
The labyrinth I built inside my brain
Then when I’m all alone
I stand and stare out the window
Into my soul
And wonder if I was
Wonder if I was
Born to be mortar and stone
A cynic with blood that runs cold
And never knows
What it feels like to be close
Every second every hour
I take bricks and build the tower
I use all my strength and power
Just so I can hide and cower
Every second every hour
I take bricks and build the tower
Safe and sound my life devoured
I realize I am the tower
Now the air is getting thin
The clouds they dance and my head spins
But if I stop what I’m building
My feelings just might catch up then
I’ll crumble back to the earth
A pile of rubble and dirt
What will all this have been worth
Every second every hour
I take bricks and build the tower
I use all my strength and power
Just so I can hide and cower
Every second every hour
I take bricks and build the tower
Safe and sound my life devoured
I realize I am the tower
Safe and sound my life devoured
I realize I am the tower
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