Copper cables in the heat
Heavy boots on metal sheet
Rust is eating through the beam
Summer air is like a steam
High on the wire in the gold
Holding a story untold
Swaying above the city street
Where the salt and the concrete meet
Silver bolts begin to slide
Nowhere left for us to hide
Tension pulls the nylon tight
Waiting for the coming night
High on the wire in the gold
Holding a story untold
Swaying above the city street
Where the salt and the concrete meet
Finger tips are numb and cold
Iron grip is losing hold
Ladders lean against the wall
Counting seconds til we fall
Steel is humming in the wind
Where the heavy cables bend
Look down at the grid below
Watch the yellow taxis glow
Breathe the soot and diesel haze
Lost inside a summer maze
One more step across the void
All the safety is destroyed
High on the wire in the gold
Holding a story untold
Swaying above the city street
Where the salt and the concrete meet
Glass is breaking on the floor
We can't do this anymore
Tied together by a thread
Painting all the skyline red
High on the wire in the gold
Holding a story untold
Swaying above the city street
Where the salt and the concrete meet
Hold the line, hold the line
Iron wire, iron wire
