We live on a mountain Right at the top There's a beautiful view From the top of the mountain Every morning I walk towards the edge And throw little things off Like: Car-parts, bottles and cutlery Or whatever I find lying around
It's become a habit A way To start the day
I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you
It's real early morning No-one is awake I'm back at my cliff Still throwing things off I listen to the sounds they make On their way down I follow him with my eyes 'till they crash Imagine what my body would sound like Slamming against those rocks
When it lands Will my eyes Be closed or open?
I go through all this Before you wake up So I can feel happier To be safe up here with you
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