Twenty Five Thousand Feet Up

We sat high up on the mountain tops
smoked a lot of pot
rocked the existential thought
that existence precedes essence
out best defences

can not refute the proof
we are the same

because silence
does not drive us insane
we remain quiet observers
in this cyclical game
and what we lack in belief
we gain through respect
of transcendental powers
the earth can erect
so every once in a while we
turn up
tune in
drop out
high up on the mountain tops
we figure out what life's about