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