You're the analyst

The fungus in my milk

When you want no one

And you've got someone

Through the wind

You crawl

And laugh at burning dunes

When no one else will

Ever see

Now that you know why you feel like you do

They're turning their head whilst they wait

For no one

And finally I know why you feel like letting go

I'm watching you watch

Over me and I've got

The greatest view from here

I'm watching you watch

Over me and I've got

The greatest view from here

Mistakes don't mean a thing

If you don't regret them

So pack your tactic toes for the winter

Chain a waterfall to burned and withered skin

No one else will ever see

I'm watching you watch

Over me and I've got

The greatest view from here

I'm watching you watch

Over me and I've got

The greatest view from here

Now that you know why you feel like you do

They're turning their head whilst they wait

For no one

And finally I know why I feel like you're letting go

I'm watching you watch

Over me and I've got

The greatest view from here

I'm watching you watch

Over me and I've got

The greatest view from here

The greatest view from here

The Greatest View . . .