Rachel Rose Mitchell - Belltower

I've been waiting here for a while now.
What I'm waiting for, I don't know.
They tell me to make myself comfortable.
Whatever they say, this isn't home.

Where the eagles soar,
I can see it all, I can see it all.
High in the Belltower
that the snow surrounds.
Someone mutters the warning,
"Careful not to fall, careful not to fall".
When your fingers graze the sky
it's a long way down.

Do these walls protect me or do these walls seal me in?
No one tells me either way. No one tells me a thing.

Here, where I'm locked away,
I can see it all, I can see it all.
High in the Belltower,
vultures gather 'round.
Walls echo the warning,
"Careful not to fall, careful not to fall".
When the birds watch as you fly
it's a long way down.

Watching the world from here
I see everything. Nothing short of everything.
High in the Belltower
far above the ground.
Someone's calling for freedom.
I can hear them sing, I can hear them sing.
Watch your steps around me.
It's a long way down.