[Lyric] A Fine View From The Temple (Distorted Pony)

[Verse 1: David Uskovich]
Up here, I can see
Every city in the world
Traffic like bees on a hand
A face floating on the lake of fire
I can watch the wind drag up the paper
I can catch the bits of plastic
I could sell out for the peace of mind
You could sell out for the tranquility

[Chorus: Dora Jahr]
Can't get up off the ground
And I don't know why
Can't get myself out that door
And I don't know why

[Verse 2: David Uskovich]
Someone fell from here
Like a car off a cliff
Pieces flew so far, couldn't find them all
Broke down like wood across the rocks
Had to hunt for miles to find his sadness
Had to dive into the ocean for his happiness
Had to dig out his hеartbeat and at his pulse
Nevеr found his jokes and stories
[Chorus: Dora Jahr]
Can't get up off the floor
And I don't know why

[Verse 3: David Uskovich, Dora Jahr & Both]
Been a loser all my life
Wish I were down there too
Will someone search for me?
Will someone say my name?
Will they cry on my grave?
Will they find my jokes and stories?
The jokes that say "I'm lonely"
And stories of no hope