Climbed the tallest mountain in San Francisco
Looking for a melody
Way up in the canopy
Where redwoods see more sorrow than I could know
Higher than the golden gate
Foggy like a cityscape
But on the way down
I looked down at the ground
And saw a system of roots beneath
The roots under my feet
Were holding up them trees
And bringing the mountain together
And you notice different things
You notice different things
You notice different things on the way back down
He got a little buzz around his first release
The crowds were getting bigger
So his agent pulled the trigger
And shot him to a stardom he'd never known
Waving like a lighter
His future growing brighter
But as he looked down
At New York on the ground
He knew what fame could never fix
His wife was back at home
As he stood there all alone
Above a city that never sleeps
And you notice different things
You notice different things
You notice different things on the way back down
And you notice different things
You notice different things
You notice different things on the way back down
You bottled up your pain until it ran all over
Your words were getting sharper
And my heart was getting harder
I wondered if we'd make it through a night so dark
I faced you like a fighter
Then held you that much tighter
And as we looked down
Our tears they hit the ground
Sowing seeds for morning's mercy
Now we're digging in the dirt
Pulling out the buried hurt
As a garden grows beneath
And you notice different things
You notice different things
You notice different things on the way back down
And you notice different things
You notice different things
You notice different things on the way back down
And you notice different things on the way back down
You notice different things on the way back down