Man on Wire

I had been planning for a winding line to take me to a coast of dreamers.
I was careering, just flash of red running over railway sleepers.
Now I'm nearer you, I'm lifted to a higher plane,
Where the mainline is a slack line, and I'm balancing my weight,
Putting one foot then the other, a slow dance to the rising sun.
As I take a step from the ledge, you keep me hanging on invisible threads,
In a solitary burning dream I've been suspended.
Right over your head...
In the growing space here between our crowded buildings,
From a headline to a blank page and a silence on the airwaves,
I move one foot then the other and place my faith in the web you spun.
As I take a step from the ledge you keep me hanging on invisible threads
In a solitary burning dream I've been suspended.
When the morning mist lifts away,
You'll see me reaching for invisible threads,
For a momentary burning dream I'll be remembered.
I put one foot then the other
a slow dance to the rising sun