I hold onto the precipice
Of the building’s ledge I carefully embrace
Clutch the wires within my fragile grip
And prepare to slip them all steadily into place
The highways howl below me
And the birds keep soaring right next to my head
Behind each window a television screen
As the city sleeps comfortably in their beds
And I sing
Hold onto your satellites
License all your prototypes
Keep the voices echoing through telephones
Maybe we can convince ourselves we won’t have to die alone
I never wanted to be dangerous
Before the wires I was as timid as can be
And I guess that nothing’s really changed
But now I feel the wind’s become a part of me
I could have joined the army
I could have gone to school or been a movie star
But now I just reconnect the wires
And feed the miscommunication that we are
And I sing
Hold onto your satellites
License all your prototypes
Keep the voices echoing through telephones
Maybe we can convince ourselves we won’t have to die alone
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