Story Behind The Song
A famous circus tightrope walker is struggling in old age to come to grips with the fact that she is no longer a star, nor youthful.
| Song Length |
4:17 |
Genre |
Unique - Avant garde |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Carnivals, Circus, Suicide |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Highwire
A private box in a gypsy parade
Overlooking and suspending
Acrobatics and erratic machines
Introducing the ending
Now I can see you on the edge of my seat
It's never boring when you're bending
Eating fire, climbing higher
Finding the newest way to expire
They could catch you without a net
But the wish and the stocking haven't met just yet...on the highwire
(she's never looking down)
Waiting in line from trunk to tail
Cage after cage of attraction
Over the big top, "Sex for sale!"
Falling bareback on the action
The canvas training and its reigning applause
Publicly proving a distraction
On the ropes, anecdotes
Of every time your fall broke
They could catch you without a net
So if you wanna take that step I bet we've met...on the highwire
(she's never looking down)
Closed down, left town
Finding the newest way to fall down
Will they catch you or will they forget?
That the greatest show at last is the last regret, all set...on the highwire
(she's never looking down)