Broken

Soft fading light

And on the street below

the people come and go

and the traffic rushes by and then the lights turn red

Cold now and it is getting late

And people look at their watches

As they wait for the bus

And there's a man with no gloves and he blows on his fingers

And it gets dark so fast for such a long day

And the room is quiet and starts to fade away

Just the smell of cigarettes

And only one broken glass

And you would never guess

I have climbed up to the top of the tallest tree

And no one knows I'm here

And I could hide for hours and hours

And I can see for miles

And I have never fallen

And I will not come down

And the sun is shining

Downstairs someone is getting home

And the door slams

And running footsteps on the floor

And a stereo starts up

And they are laughing

And I can hear them talking

But I can't quite make it out

And I wonder what their saying and

What they can find to talk about

And I wonder why he stays

And why he hasn't walked out

I have climbed up to the top of the tallest tree

And no one knows I'm here

And I could hide for hours and hours

And I can see for miles

And I have never fallen

And I will not come down

And the sun is shining