you hold me in mid air and you keep me a measure from impact
you stop and ask me if the ringing in your ears might be the sound of thought
you're like a long slow accident, time stood still while motion emptied you out
and we watched you like a slide show 1,2,3,4 and there you go
we all stop and stare from start to finish
yeah we're measuring again
you keep trying to show us how you can carry fifty times your own weight
you've got a whole new story but you're boung to your invention like a ball and chain
and i watched you like a stunt show, hold my breath and here we go
how will you get yourself out of this one
you stand by watching and this is how your life is turning out ( x 4 )