Track Insight / Lyrics
You stand on a silver thread
With the autumn leaves in red
Cold wind bites your frozen skin
Where the city noise begins
Below you the bricks are grey
In the fading light of day
Your boots shake against the steel
While the spinning turbines reel
Walk the wire, touch the sky
Watch the Boston crowds go by
Taut and tight, a thin design
Walking on the red brick line
You look down at a stranger's face
In this crowded urban space
He looks up and gives a nod
On this narrow metal rod
Walk the wire, touch the sky
Watch the Boston crowds go by
Taut and tight, a thin design
Walking on the red brick line
One slip and the world will break
One breath is all it takes
Gravity is just a game
Calling out your secret name
Your fingers grip the freezing rope
Slipping on a jagged hope
Copper wires hum a low song
Where the tired ghosts belong
The brick sidewalk starts to blur
As the winter currents stir
You reach for the iron beam
Breaking through a heavy dream
Walk the wire, touch the sky
Watch the Boston crowds go by
Taut and tight, a thin design
Walking on the red brick line
Hold the line.
Just hold the line.
Red brick line.
