After the red ants, the black-out comes peace and quiet Those little footprints fleshed out calm in my mind I lay like a compass, digits accusing the sunrise Raindrops abseil the window and flinch through the hurt cries I feel this great pressure coming down on me And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy I feel this great pressure coming down on me ''when my nerve's on the high-wire'' My bliss, pulling at your sympathy After the hunt and the sweat now comes peace and quiet Your head on my heart anchored the storm in my eyes I lay like a carcass, your lips never letting the blood dry And so I pray for tomorrow and wait listening out for a reply I feel this great pressure coming down on me And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy I feel this great pressure coming down on me ''when my nerve's on the high-wire'' My bliss, pulling at your sympathy I feel this great pressure coming down on me And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy I feel this great pressure coming down on me ''when my nerve's on the high-wire'' My bliss, pulling at your sympathy
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