Standing on a wire
Looking at the world down below
Walking on a wire is easy
Because there’s one way to go
A truck on a street
Looks like an orange beetle
I know, I make it, I cannot make it
Loosing my life
With my hopes and my dreams
When I fall down
Fall down

Man on wire

Walking on Broadway
Standing on Greenwich
Looking at the man in the clouds
Between the two towers
A shirt is falling
Everybody shouts
Man on a wire looks like an orange beetle
I hope he makes it, he cannot make it
Horns of the cars
Ferries whistle
Flying flying
I’m not a bird, I will fall like a stone
I’m a man on a wire, so leave me alone
It’s so quiet up here

Living my life like an orange beetle
I know, I make it, I cannot make it
Loosing my life
With my hopes and my dreams
When I fall down, fall down

I may be stupid, I’m not a bird
It’s so quiet up here, leave me alone

Man on wire