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Tore up like your baby blue jeans I was stepping through a fog Under pressure, but I'm feeling weightless Can't let heaven's pin-striped shooting Leave you carrying a cross Across the desert when you're feeling faithless After all, this phase is only temporary Laughter falls on deaf ears in the auditorium Stories stacked up so tall And you don't talk me down You're talking me through Bright lights are platform fire I'm a man on a wire You're here for the view Scattered in the mist, I'm moving It's getting hard for you to watch You're under pressure when I'm feeling weightless Up where tensions aren't computing No, I have never fallen off I guess I'd like to think your worry is wasted Worry is wasted on me After all, this phase may not be temporary I heard you call from the back row of the auditorium Stories stacked up so tall And you don't talk me down You're talking me through Yeah, you'll talk me through Bright lights are platform fire I'm a man on a wire You're here for the view I'm a man on a wire You're here for the view So tell me what you think when you see me there And tell me what you see when the smoke is clear Tore up like your baby blue jeans I was stepping through a fog Stories stacked up so tall And you don't talk me down You're talking me through Yeah, just like you always do Bright lights are platform fire I'm a man on a wire You're here for the view I'm a man on a wire You're here for the view Bright lights are platform fire I'm a man on a wire You're talking me through |