A View from Above by Holly Arrowsmith Lyrics

Navigate my way
Through the mountains
Through the haze
Feeling far away
So very far

Float above it all
Everything’s so small
Clouds I could fall through
A river fallin’ too
A river fallin’ too

I don’t wanna land
Can’t we just keep flying, oh?
Up here it’s clear
It’s quiet in the cold, thin air
The clouds are lined with gold
And down there far below
The people and their problems seem so small
The people and their problems seem so small
Is that the devil in his suit?
All on his morning commute
Whisperin’ in a young man’s ear
“Son if you want power, listen here”

And is that God kneeling by the creek?
Beside the poor, the lonely and the weak
Hand on plough, sweat on brow
He tilts his head and smiles up at me
He tilts his head and smiles up at me

Morning light reach straight for me
Dance along the glassy sea
Rivers lit like ribbons tied
So much beauty I could cry
So much beauty I could cry