| Look at me on the high wire
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| As I attempt to balance safety with desire
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| Step right up, get your tickets here
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| What you see should have you trembling with fear
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| Without a net, here I go
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| Ladies and gentlemen I promise you a show
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| As I’m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on
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| Reaching out for unfamiliar hands
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| Falling into the eyes of strangers
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| I wanna smile, but I can’t
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| I’m looking for a soft place to land
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| When you’re up so high it’s hard to know
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| If you look foolish waving to the crowd below
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| Well, it was plain to everyone but me
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| Only a fool forgets the pull of gravity
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| But for a while, didn’t I fly?
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| Didn’t I shine like a star up in the sky?
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| Well, now I’m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on
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| Reaching out for unfamiliar hands
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| Falling into the eyes of strangers
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| I wanna cry, but I can’t
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| I’m looking for a soft place to land
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| And I remember blue sky
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| I remember company
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| I remember laughter
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| I remember everything
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| As I’m crashing through the clouds I used to walk on
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| Reaching out for unfamiliar hands
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| Falling into the eyes of strangers
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| I wanna cry, but I can’t
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| I’m looking for a soft place to land
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| And it’s hard to find a soft place to land
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| Ain’t it hard to find a soft place to land? |