Siouxsie

You can see her now
High as the horizon
Fall into the quicksand
And brainstorm my mind

Balancing on tip toe
Sharpened to the glow
In a tangle of thunder
Calling helplessly below

Sleepwalking
On the high wire
Sleepwalking
Into the open palm
Of the empty sky

You can't hear her now
You can't reach her at all
Spiral of persuasion
Twists until free fall

Balancing on tip toe
Angled clutch and flow
An accident at the circus
Falling helplessly below

Sleepwalking
On the high wire
Sleepwalking
Into the open palm
Of the empty sky

Sleepwalking
On the high wire
Sleepwalking
Into the open palm
Of the empty sky