Even When High Even when high we can still reflect the sun From the state of your eyes I can see you’re bending from above Do it one time you can always learn to love the rhymes that I, I, I, I Sweet as the grapes from which I make my wine, Plums and the apples and all of that kind Seventy steps for the sea I reap for I Sink like a ship to the depths of all that’s right Ooooo Even when high Even when high Even when high