Walk on wire

Since I´ve been holding your head in my hand

the crowd in the street ,the boys in the band

They all seems to vanish beyond my comand

as if they were made out of sand

That rat on your cradle,your howl on the moon

the chill in your breath,the sound in the phone

It rapidly grow among passion and fear

as something we already share

Walk on wire

wire

with me

The wind from twelve quarters restore and refine

shiver upon that legend of numb

These riddles and rhymes that breeze in our mind

that well of our precious time

Walk on wire

wire

with me

”So now were conected with the wire

expanding all of our senses from the future

down to the past driftning by the tide

while the saltwater pierces our incarnation

There´s really nothing like it”

Wire

with me

With

with me