The Sky Still Run

From up here hung between horizons just below the clouds time stands still far below, far away humanity is teeming the silent wind is humming Am I a fool on a hill? Looking up from the valley floor The mountain loomed and I felt small The urge to climb, to conquer all to reach the sky, escape, explore Up into the wind like a fly on the wall to a world of rocks and moor alone, afraid like a fool On top of the world my conquest tamed The world laid out before me a town in my giant hand rain and light fall together between the sunset and the dawn The table-cloth is folded patterned with felt fields, toy trees A train crawls by in miniature I am king of it all my eyes explore the view of my world Sheep ignore me and this place will not notice when I am long gone The streams will still sing the sky still run We come and go as if we own the place authorised by pride But the earth rolled over again for another day without us and a fool went home some the wiser