I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I`m not up here, try counting sheep
But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower
It’s nine-point-eight straight down, I can`t stop my knees
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I wish I could fly
From this building
From this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me if I fall?
My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings
I can`t look below me, or something to throw me
I curse at the windstorms that October brings
I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh`s tomb
I`d gladly swap places, if they care to dive
They`re lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
They`re frightened of jumping, in case they survive
I wish I could step from this scaffold
Onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed
With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who`s dead
Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
I look like a painter, behind all the grease
But painting`s creating, and I`m just erasing
A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece
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When I fall
When I fall
When I fall