Yeah you're looking to me
From a high different point of view
And that's the big difference you see
Cause I want to look up but your conscience
Is blocking me
Oh, how do I tell you?
You're smaller than me
With your little infinity cradle
Full with emptiness of dreams
Is this feeling that I get
Time to time the same old song
You point your finger at me
And make jokes
Bring them on
Yeah, you and your material world
Sink into oblivion
Yes I'm a short man you see
But I will get to places
No one can
We both have the room
But mine has the view
And the books in my shelves shine
Even today
What good is it to have a boat
If you don't know how to sail away
Something I would advice you to do
But for now
I'm taller than you