So who do you look down on?
There's dirt you don't see
When light shines through the trees
Your craft and your creation lacks
...
I need to wash my hands
I've got everything in its place
Everything just so
All this stuff, all these things
...
I'm left alone
So whatever you told me I can only guess....
Was it dancing at the Dujon
Was it finally finding your brother here on earth
...
You'Re Looking Down
So who do you look down on?
There's dirt you don't see
When light shines through the trees
Your craft and your creation lacks
And I wonder what it takes
To get you down the stairs
To feel the wind in your hair
And get your hands dirty again
Who do you look down on?