Tightrope Lyrics

I saw a strange light in the sky.
A fireball burning brightly.
I wished the truck on the overpass would
Tumble down upon me.
The truth is just a piece of coal dressed as gold.

I turn the heat up to feel the sting.
My skin it felt the same.
I felt the joint in my shoulder blade.
It seemed to feel the same.
I felt an ancient scream come out of my mouth.

What's the margin for error?
I give myself a little. Tightrope walker, miracle clinger seeking acquittal.
Who's to say I don't care?
I'm only drenched in holy water that you stole from your father because you couldn't help yourself.

And the arc of our covenant was a rise and fall.
A tailspin on my end we never saw coming.
The scar on my lip I got when I was a kid transferred to you.

The truth is just a piece of coal dressed as gold.

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