The view from up here is quaint
The rise and fall of the teenage saints
T-shirts, suits, and bow-tie smiles
All dressed up for the two foot miles

Two foot miles of sidewalk chalk
The arc of a midday sunlight stalk
A childhood memory almost lost
The mistake of a lifetime coming on

I'll impress you with my pain
Just so you'll love me again and again
How pathetic my plea
But it keeps you coming back to me

The view from up here is wide
Wide as the lens kept close to my side
The desperate words of an evening stroll
A clear shot of struggling soul

A struggling soul in black and white,
A picket fence, and a pale moon light
Driven on this neighborhood road
A child-like pose and a heavy load

I'll impress you with my pain
Just so you'll love me again and again
How pathetic my plea
But it keeps you coming back to me

The hospital white 
Relax and grin
Of the hourly wage receptionist
Agrees not to use a pen
But to pencil our names on the list
She penciled our names on the list

The view from up here is quiet
Be it dull but I can't deny it
Silence is a risk I'll have to take
To bring it up was obviously a mistake

I'll impress you with my pain
Just so you'll love me again and again
How pathetic, my plea
But it keeps you coming back to me