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 )