Tight Rope

Tight Rope
(Difford/Dunnery/Inder)

She walked with the push chair
Up to the swings
He sat there waiting
Flapping his wings
Like she’d kept him waiting
As fumes filled the air
The kids in the sand pit
Kicked sand everywhere

He threw down his dog end
And he turned to the wind
They kept at a distance
She didn’t see him
They barked at each other
The playing began
She bit on her lip
And he held out his hand

There’s a tight rope between us
And it hangs in the air
There’s a tight rope between us
We’re still attached to the knots in the twine
There’s a tension between us

She walked with the pushchair
Way down through the trees
He walked just behind them
As if on his knees
To make up and salvage
The rest of their lives
He promised to change things without compromise

There’s a tight rope between us
And it hangs in the air
There’s a tight rope between us
We’re still attached to the knots in the twine
There’s a tension between us

And I almost believed him
And I almost gave in
But with her intuition
She came back she came back once again
And he was left thinking
At the foot of the stairs

How did we end up in this way
Chasing the remains of each day
The push chair was folded
And slung in the car
We drove back together
Had we come too far
To witness the humour
To feel it inside
The love for each other
That shines in our eyes

There’s a tension between us
It shines in our eyes
There’s a tight rope between us
And it hangs in the air
There’s a tight rope between us
We’re still attached to the knots in the twine
There’s a tension between us

That used to be mine

EMI / Francis Dunnery Music / CC

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