Up on my roof is closer to the sky So if you would know why I go up there that is why And from me as Icarus to Daedalus as you I who go up on my roof to do what I do Say should you like to do it with me there you may too Being as you are the very sort of person who Should you come to see me you could be me for awhile Where I would be you too when understood we share a smile There we could be if only for awhile then as we are Should you like to be alongside me a few bright hours A roof rat as proof that location has vocation With wine and cheese for our disease of loneliness we face Invites you to delights of onlyness here in this place Open to the sky a situational vacation The sun to light the golden day the moon the silver night Not mine and yet it is when after hours then it is ours For watching all the fireworks or wishing on a star Up on the roof where in my view there everything looks right For the first nor second floor could never satisfy Not like my roof up closer to the sky +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXII