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When I was young I lived atop a mountain oh so highIt was built of ivory bricks and glass and towered in the skyI lived above my brother and beside my father tooBut they hardly ever saw me as I hung out on the roofAnd I looked out on the city and the taxi cabs belowI would cherish that I had this little place to call my ownWell I thought I knew the future of the mountains in my rangeIf the future taught me anything the past can never changeWell I sit atop this city blowing smoke rings in the skyWith the twin peaks looming way above the place where I get highAnd 10 million heads below me on an island I call mineBut we all find away to share it while we avoid each others eyesBut the truth is that these people are as much my familyAs we share a love for mountains that are circled by the seaWhile I look upon the city that I've grown to call my ownNo matter where this journey takes me this place will always be my homeWhooooo-oooahSitting on a mountain top, fifteen miles above the cityWhooooo-oooahSitting in this melting pot where you can see the future with me From Letras Mania