Halfway Halt
(click...
clack... silence) Look down from the wooden rail
Wind caught inside our throats (ahh...)
The chain belt quit before the bend
Right where the painted sky gives in
Suspended backwards in the straps
Loose change spilling from our pockets
Nobody laughs, nobody screams
Just thirty heartbeats stuck in midair
(holding on tight)
Upside down, the ground looks sweet and small
A circus tent, a frozen carnival ball
One rusty latch is all we hold onto now
And we just wait...
wondering how
Stuck at the peak with our heels to the clouds
All of our bravado
draining right out
Gravity's waiting, counting down slow
Up on the ledge where nobody should go
(oh, don't look down)
A stranger grips my shaking wrist
Two strangers under iron mist
Down there my coffee's getting cold
Down there the everyday unfolds
Funny how simple things appear
When all you own
is naked fear
Upside down, the town is still as stone
Car tracks and roofs and a dial tone
One single bolt between the breath and drop
Lord, let the metal
groan
and pop
Stuck at the peak with our heels to the clouds All of
our bravado
draining right out
Gravity's waiting, counting down slow
Up on the ledge where nobody should go
(hold on... hold on...)
(clink...
shudder) The gears catch wind again
Down we fall...
like men
(ahhhh... breathe)}