Tightrope, blank sheet 
 Everything could change today 
    Look ahead, don't look away 
 It's a fine line to a single point   
 A deaf ear, a blind eye 
 Red-handed with your head in the sand   
 But thoughts get lost again, like letters… 
 And soon our car sick minds will pull over   
 Just let it go 
 Just walk in a straight line 
 We've been holding it down 
 We've been keeping it down 
 Just walk in a straight line   
 Tightrope, from there to here 
 There was never a point of return   
 It cries out through our telephones: 
 We know it all but we don't know how to use it   
 Heartbeat, fast luck 
 Everything could change today   
 But thoughts get lost again, like letters... 
 And soon our car sick minds will pull over   
 Just let it go 
 Just walk in a straight line 
 We've been holding it down 
 We've been keeping it down 
 Just walk in a straight line