Highline

Staring in the flashing lights
Waiting as the cars drive by
There's a man on the street with his hands held high
Fires across the sky Tuesday
Burning through the trees that sway
The fall turns black and the gold turns grey

Broke down from holding out the silence, left to bleed
Calling out the sirens to the scene
But as the hands draw back to shield their eyes
Another one slowly passes by

But I won't leave you out on a high line
I won't leave you stuck in the middle
I won't leave you out on a high line
I'll be your last call when your lifeline slips away

Reading through the black and white
Tearing down the pointing signs
There's a smile at the end of a closing wire
And all the children stop and say
"Why's it gotta be this way?"
But the priest can't hide what his words won't say

Cutting ties from living life with letters left unseen
Pulling out the stitches at the seams
But as the hands reach out to mend the lines
Another one slowly passes by

But I won't leave you out on a high line
I won't leave you stuck in the middle
I won't leave you out on a high line
I'll be your last call when your lifeline slips away

I stared down the marble floor
And saw that the lonely heart passed over through the chapel door
And if my hands could ever reach the sky
I never would let them pass you by

But I won't leave you out on a high line
I won't leave you stuck in the middle
I won't leave you out on a high line
But as the hands reach out to say goodbye
Another one slowly passes by
I won't leave you out on a high line
I won't leave you stuck in the middle
I won't leave you out on a high line
I'll be your last call when your lifeline slips away