It’s a beautiful view from here

Everything is so perfectly clear

You can see so much

Once you can obtain this vantage

To see over those

Who are blocking your view

You can’t climb this high

Carrying around all of that baggage

And you don’t need that crap

That you insist on clinging to

You could just flick it off of your shoulder

And let it clatter to the cold hard ground

It only weights you down

When you open that bag-

 it makes you cry

And - you’re the one that packed it

From this advantageous perspective

I have had the opportunity to see

A fantastic plane where distance means nothing

And desire transcends miles to a satisfying end

Where the mountain goddess now dances

In a cosmic commingling with

A cherry continental cherub 1700 miles

Over the oceans and seas

She vows never to love again,

“because it just hurts”

To a romance's little cupid

Who will certainly rescue

The wronged goddess

Thump the drum as

Ye speak of renewal

Hold my head against your breast

That I may hear the beating of your heart

And then set you in stone what you only considered

For eternity