High Wire

Something’s gotta blow, something’s gotta give
Too many theory’s on the way I oughta live
And they ain’t got time
For an enquiring mind, so I’m
Infatuated by the rhythm and the rhyme

On a high wire
Halfway between the sky and the dirt
We’re all dancing on a fine, fine line

Trouble on his mind, a monkey on his back
That dude is headed for a heart attack
Building big MacMansions
Was the latest fashion
But heaven knows that love has always been the answer

On a high wire
Halfway between the sky and the dirt
We’re all dancing on a fine, fine line

Any moment of any day
Such a tragedy to wish it all away
Just-a keep on moving
Just-a keep on grooving
No better seat between the solar and the lunar

On a high wire
Halfway between the sky and the dirt
We’re all dancing on a fine, fine line

© Geoff Achison 2011