[00:00.72]I’m in the rafters looking down[00:08.12]It’s cold up here[00:12.13]Between walls of stone[00:16.08]I made my home[00:21.04]And the air hangs heavy with the incense[00:28.18]Feathers fall from pigeons[00:32.73]Cooing in the tower[00:38.36]I rarely go down there[00:42.80]The view’s just so beautiful from here[00:45.82]And I can see everybody at their worst points[00:49.70]At their worst points[00:54.64]I’m not a sadist[00:59.22]I enjoy just being able to be witness[01:02.60]Of the loneliness and fear[01:04.55]I abhor in case there isn’t one[01:07.08]In case there isn’t one[01:13.40]I’m not a higher power[01:17.22]I just live in the ceiling[01:18.85]Cause I’m lonely on the fringes[01:21.04]And it gives my life some meaning in the exile[01:27.59]In my exile[01:30.95]The grey light filters through slabs[01:38.64]And the flagstones glow[01:43.46]Bright from the stained glass[01:46.96]A hundred feet below[01:51.56]As i tiptoe creaking over prayers[01:59.69]Pleading with their maker[02:04.12]Crying with the choir[02:10.66]I’m not immune to the sincerity[02:14.07]Below me, makes me feel[02:15.85]It makes me holy[02:17.24]But the tears i understand[02:19.13]That i do not below[02:21.23]No i do not belong[02:26.44]Watching the figures all the saints[02:31.31]But mostly sinners come and go[02:33.41]Some are desperate[02:35.05]But the others have the sense that they do belong[02:39.36]And I do not belong[02:44.77]Some only talk towards the heavens[02:49.03]When the end is feeling desperate[02:51.25]Have the overwhelming feeling[02:53.44]That there's nobody who's looking down[02:57.91]At least I’m looking down[03:03.55]