Microcosm

There's a mountain
Upon a hill
Deep inside a canyon
Where you like to go
No one can touch you
But the world can see you there

There's a penthouse
Atop a planet
Deep down in an ocean
Where you're alone
And you're atoned
There's an audience for your stage

There's a fortress
In a playset
Where you're building
A monument to yourself

But you're a microcosm
In your everflowing
River of love