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On the end of a tight rope
Im over the town
Id be good in a circus
But so would a clown
From the way that I feel
All my hang-ups are down
In the middle of nowhere
I found me a tree
And the fruit that we live on
Reminds me of me
Though we live in the air
Im not sure that were free
And I dont really have much to say
Cause Im Living from day to day
Somewhere
And I dont care what the people say
Cause if everyone know the way were nowhere.
Two & two make four
They never make five
And as long as we know it
We all can survive
Make sure that the things you do
Keep us alive
And I dont really have much to say
Cause Ive living from day to day
Somewhere
And I dont care what the people say
Cause if everyone knows the way were nowhere.
Is the image Im making
The image I see
When the man in the mirror
Is talking to me