Platform Fire

Tore up like your baby blue jeans
I was stepping through a fog
Under pressure, but
Im feeling weightless
Cant let heavens pin-striped shooting
Leave you carrying a cross
Across the desert when youre feeling faithless
After all, this haze is only temporary
Laughter falls on deaf ears in the auditorium
Stories stacked up so tall
And you dont talk me down
Youre talkin me through
Bright lights, this platform fire
Im a man on a wire
Youre here for the view
Scattered in the mist,
Im moving
Its getting hard for you to watch
Youre under pressure when
Im feeling weightless
Up where tensions arent computing
No, Ive never fallen off
At least Id like to think that your worrys wasted
Worrys wasted on me
After all, this haze may not be temporary
I heard you call
From the back row of the auditorium
Stories stacked up so tall
And you dont talk me down
Youre talkin me through
Bright lights, our platform fire
Im a man on a wire
Youre here for the view
Im a man on a wire
Youre here for the view
So tell me what you think
When you see me there
Tell me what you see
When the smoke is clear
Tore up like your baby blue jeans
I was stepping through a fog
Stories stacked up so tall
And you dont talk me down
Youre talkin me through
Yeah just like you always do
Bright lights, our platform fire
Im a man on a wire
Youre here for the view
Im a man on a wire
Youre here for the view
Bright lights, our platform fire
Im a man on a wire
Youll talk me through