As I gaze at the cityscape from atop this tall roof, I can't help but feel ignited, a fulfilled desire. "From up here the city lights burn, like a thousand miles of fire."
And suddenly I forget why I came to the roof, I am only concerned with absorbing the moment. My soul drinks up the occasion with the thirst of a lifetime craving, so then it went.
The bliss, the fire, the ecstasy, the moment... It was only. One. Moment. before it slipped away. For a high is not a high without a low, and it is the low we experience day to day.
I have been wanting to toy around with the quoted line, because it really grabs me from a song. This is my rough draft at attempting that. I just ran with the story my mind came up with at the time.