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 'till they crash / I wonder 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..
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