Seems that we're leaving town & family
Jump in the van and bring the high wire
Tapping into the asphalt vein
Can't see the ground from where we're standing

Fast, without a net
Past, we haven't touched the surface yet..

I've been so high and yet perfectly happy
I've been so sad and yet perfectly happy
We've been all that and yet perfectly happy

On to the next town somersaulting
Wind on the face, it seems to go too quickly for us
to stake the tent
Hope it won't fall before we finish

Fast, don't think at all
Past, we'll never have to feel the fall...
(Piles & piles of fluffy white snow...)