Candle In The WindÂÂ
me and little brother
slip out the bedroom window
slide down that gutter
made our way
through the darkness
through the alleys
and the shortcuts
climb that ladder
up the water tower
we used to sit
and dream them dreams
of how our lives would be
as we grew older
dreams of glory and power
everything looked smaller
and at the same time taller
stretched on forever
the view from the tower
big river was rolling
seven year flood flowing
winds of war a-blowing
icy cold and snowing
boys grew into men the
Tightrope Walker
I'm tryin' to walk up the stairs
My hands are snatchin' at the slivers of light
I'm stickin' to the steps
Each one a release from the place below
I'm on a mission
On the hunt for clean, clear vapour skies
'cos I'm choking on my own, I need some air
The dark skies behind me
Begging you to scrape off your disco paint
It's open to the night
And I'm sick as a hospital and empty factories
You look so tiny, so very unimportant
I'm nearly there and everything feels fine
Don't wanna look behind me
Don't wanna look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration
High above piss city
Watch the pigs-ear people, all dead in their droves
Some shuffle in silence
Some gorge sucking on silicone
I've got the urge to jump
Watch my life whizz by, fast forward flash
But hold on boy, I feel alive
Don't want to look behind me
Don't want to look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration
Don't want to look behind me
Don't want to look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration
Don't want to look behind me
Don't want to look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration