I Get Low

If I could I would turn Back into dust You would look so good to me I could almost taste it One moment I'm a king The next minute I'm nothing I just wanted to feel alright But it's not that simple I get low low low low low low On my own I get low low low low low low On my own In the palm of my hand An empire summoned As if it was born All substance crumbled It was a vain attempt At the meaning of life I should have better ways Of spending my time Like climb the mountain Like sail the sea Like build my house up Or start my family It's time to get out It's time to make a living I reach the summit But I come tumblin' back down I get low low low low low low On my own I get low low low low low low On my own --- I Get Low - Timber Timbre