[Lyric] Tightrope (Motherborg)

With the mud in the creek
And the trampoline
Through the woods to the swing
Hanging on mossy trees

We defended the streets
On our bikes grinding teeth
Without shoes on our feet
Without shoes on our feet, oh

My approach doused in white zin
An envelope filled with every amend
My approach doused in the gin
An introvert singing hymn after hymn
My approach doused in white zin
An envelope filled with every amend
My approach doused in the gin
An introvert singing hymn after hymn

I stay ruled by a cadence
It's shaping the base of my neck
I stay ruled by a lover
Laying me down to rest
Down to rest, oh
Come home and tell me there's no war between us
Not anymore
You're the trail I'm always running in my dreams
You're the rubble and the dust in the air
Bearing a feeling I can't shake off

My great oracle is hidden in the leaves
It never dies, pouring a light so blinding
Taking granted of the sight
Are you getting the message? No
Are ya?

The mind builds a tightrope
For my heart to walk on
A blessed curse of opposing thoughts
And made-up tongue
Are you getting the message? No
Are ya? Oh

My approach doused in white zin
An envelope filled with every amend
My approach doused in the gin
An introvert singing hymn after hymn

I stay ruled by a cadence
It's shaping the base of my neck
I stay ruled by a lover
Laying me down to rest
Down to rest