Black satin-like bowl Spanning the world from east to west Calm, jungle is deep It goes to sleep The humid hot air cools And night becomes my guest I could walk steeper paths If the road would still be longer I could climb higher mountains My feet would still be stronger Here, where spirits dwell I feel so small yet I feel good Here, on top of the world I see the absurd of being Soul awake in this neighbourhood Kinabalu, your power is filling me with love Kinabalu, your crown of diamonds miles above Continents can crumble and die like dust The seas run dry and air blow away Dreams of Man can wither and turn to rust In the end I guess you'll stay the same Kings and queens can turn the tables Armies march to war Tie them, try them, take them away Presidents and financers rule our lives As long as money flows in their veins The rich will still be richer, thanks to the poor Polluted put away the sane Kings and queens can close the files While armies march to war Tie them, try them, take them away I can see lights They're shining through the night Stars guide my way Tell wrong from right I listened to their words And flew up like a bird I, guess I was taken by surprise 'Cause when I opened up my eyes The skies were filled with heavy showers Pouring down The flowers withered like love dies And I, never expected I would drown Ten thousand feet above the ground But then I realised it better When I looked down I had a Hell of a long way down Love is like dreaming For you, for me: forget Now, is this the truth? Is it the ache I feel inside? When you think of it it's sad: I gave all that I had Could it really not have been enough?