Perfection is impossible to reach, so if you ever feel that your life is perfect you're not looking at the entire picture.

The storm finally came to a still
You're now standing on top of the hill
Chin in the air, no where to look but up
But now you think you messed it up
I hope you see it wasn't your doing
I hope you'll stop, this day ruing
The earth shifts and feeling change
All that was lost is experience gained
So the mountain now feels on top of you
But oh if only, if only you knew
The mountain is where it has always been
Where it is now, and where it was then
Nor were you ever on top or below
Really there is no mountain, I hope you know
It's all in your mind, or maybe your heart
But trust me, you were ahead from the start