We live on a mountain
right at the top
there's a beautiful view
from the top of the mountain
every morning i walk towards the edge
and throw little things off
like:
car parts, bottles and cutlery
or whatever i find lying around
It's become a habit
a way
to start the day
I go through all this
before you wake up
so i can feel happier
to be safe up here with you
It's early morning
no one is awake
i'm back at my cliff
still throwing things off
i listen to the sounds they make
on their way down
i follow with my eyes 'til they crash
imagine what my body would sound like
slamming against those rocks
When it lands
will my eyes
be closed or open?
I go through all this
before you wake up
so i can feel happier
to be safe up here with you