Nine Strings Tight
Static on the wire
Tracing out a line
Footsteps on the concrete
Running out of time
And the ground is shifting fast (ahhh)
Will the pattern hold at last?
Wide open space
But the pulse remains
Flicker in the dark
Through the window panes (oooh)
Shifting in the shadows
Every word is clean
Searching for the movement
In between the scene
One step to the left
One
step to the
right
Wide open space
But the pulse remains
Flicker in the dark
Through the window panes (oooh)
Tracing out a line
Running out of time