Highwire

Argent

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    I'm on a highwire, moving far above the ground
    I'm on a highwire baby, watch me death-defying
    It's getting dangerous, mm I'm feeling the juices start to rise
    I'm on a highwire and I'm alive.

    I'm on a wheel of fire, spilling my breath into the ground
    I'm on a bareback cannonball, chasing the speed of sound
    It's getting dangerous, I'm feeling the crowd begin to rise
    On a cannonball, cannonball and I'm alive
    And I'm alive.

    Sharp the dawn, the morning light descending from the highwire
    See the pair who bear the flame, prepare to take it to the fire flier
    Looking down down down.

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    Fair and warm the sounds that drift the morning from the live wire
    Have to yawn, the horn begins to mingle with the sweet lyre
    Going down down.

    Celebration swells the nation singing to the highwire
    With amazing grace and sweet sensation captured by the high flier
    Looking down down.

    I'm on a highwire, moving far above the ground
    I'm on a highwire baby, watch me death-defying
    It's getting dangerous, mm I'm feeling the crowd begin to rise
    I'm on a highwire.

    I'm on a wheel of fire, spilling my breath into the ground
    I'm on a bareback cannonball, chasing the speed of sound
    It's getting dangerous, I'm feeling the crowd begin to rise
    I'm on a highwire.

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    Composition: Rod Argent

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