Our tightrope king, the queen of prayers
Will see you now
They used to sing, we're almost there
Just walk on the clouds
Keep on dreaming when the winter comes
And let the fall go on and on
I know you're looking for a rule of thumb
But what is gone is gone is gone
Why walk in your own shadow
You'll be stumbling in the light
And days might run in circles
But the stars are always bright
Our tightrope king, the queen of prayers
Will see you now
They used to sing, we're almost there
Just walk on the clouds
Men are queueing for a vacancy
Your song won't make them go away
I should be dancing but i need some sleep
Been yawning day by day by day
Why talk if what you're saying
Never really leaves a mark
So watch out for any signs and
Do be grateful for the dark (but mind the sharks)
Our tightrope king, the queen of prayers
Will see you now
They used to sing, we're almost there
Just walk on the clouds
You've got to start, yeah, and over again
Just to get to the middle and on to the end
And you never explain, you never repeat
There's no such thing as a genius, no such thing as defeat
Just remember to always go walking, on foot
Don't forget to take walks, because walking is good
Don't look into your head, just keep sharpening your tools
And don't think about your soul, rather live where the fools
Are, and work, make some money, then go spend it all
Pull a boat across a mountain, where the mountain is tall
You go wild you get lost, you can always go faster
But you must be a servant if you want to be a master