The Wire

They begged her to quit It's not worth the risk It's a matter of when and not if She said with a sigh Is it worse to die Or to not feel alive while you live? She said besides, I'm not scared Fixed the bow in her hair And climbed the ladder back up What do you say To such a brave pretty face So bound to something she loves The jewel of the Saturday circus Surrounded by chaos and clowns The tightrope walker's trick Is never looking down Never looking down You could hear a pin drop You could hear a heart stop As she gracefully stepped off the steel Look how she floats Watch how her toe Lines up squarely with the back of her heel She was almost halfway When she started to sway Due to a strong gust of wind She shook in the knees And that look of ease Was replaced with one much more grim The jewel of the Saturday circus Surrounded by chaos and clowns The tightrope walker is Hurdling fast towards the ground Fast towards the ground A couple days later The photo in the paper Showed a girl with a bow in her head The top headline read Don't hold your breath The jewel of the Saturday circus gets caught in a net The reporter asked her After this near disaster Are you keen to give up this desire? She said not at all I'll get over the fall But I'll never get over the view from the top of the wire