Up above

In the middle of the night
I build myself a tower
to look over all of life
and retreat at any hour

I live up there when it’s day
watching all things far below
but when the sun is far away
on my way down I go

In the dark I find myself
strolling through a world asleep
And if you’d see me, you could tell
this is when I’m truly me

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