Из альбома: Stiltwalking

We drove straight into the morning,
watched the shadows slowly lift, the blackness shift
and turn to navy, purple, teal and the perfect sky blue
Somehow, the distance seems more real when it floats into view
We have come so far, so far to go

We have had to rise above so much crap,
strapping on a different world view to cushion all the mishaps
And, it's ridiculous to run so we slowly edge along
The rule is: more fun than frustration; less stress, more songs

and of course to try to get along with each other

Sometimes I feel like I am just walking on stilts (stiltwalking)
Sometimes I feel like I am just walking on stilts (stiltwalking)
It's a wobbly view

We juggle time like colourful balls
changing shades as they cascade in waterfalls
Days of mornings that act like night, see the light
dawning on us to rest and revive, to survive this circus test
This is the life; This is the CIRCUS!
We are at our best; This is our lifeThis is the CIRCUS!

But, we've got to try to get along with each other

Sometimes I feel like I am just walking on stilts (stiltwalking)
Sometimes I feel like I am just walking on stilts (stiltwalking)
"How? Why? What makes you do it?"
We are asked, we are cast as those who get through it
It has to be more fun than fatigue, more of a joy than a chore,
from the soul from a need
Because, after all, what are we breathing for?

Stiltwalking
Hobbling, Laughing
Wobbling, Crashing
Stilwalking

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