Highwire - Argent

I’m on a highwire, moving far above the ground

I’m on a highwire baby, watch me death-defying

It’s getting dangerous, mm I’m feeling the juices start to rise

I’m on a highwire and I’m alive

I’m on a wheel of fire, spilling my breath into the ground

I’m on a bareback cannonball, chasing the speed of sound

It’s getting dangerous, I’m feeling the crowd begin to rise

On a cannonball, cannonball and I’m alive

And I’m alive

Sharp the dawn, the morning light descending from the highwire

See the pair who bear the flame, prepare to take it to the fire flier

Looking down down down

Fair and warm the sounds that drift the morning from the live wire

Have to yawn, the horn begins to mingle with the sweet lyre

Going down down

Celebration swells the nation singing to the highwire

With amazing grace and sweet sensation captured by the high flier

Looking down down

I’m on a highwire, moving far above the ground

I’m on a highwire baby, watch me death-defying

It’s getting dangerous, mm I’m feeling the crowd begin to rise

I’m on a highwire

I’m on a wheel of fire, spilling my breath into the ground

I’m on a bareback cannonball, chasing the speed of sound

It’s getting dangerous, I’m feeling the crowd begin to rise

I’m on a highwire