I wish I'd told you earlier
How much I like
Walking over thin ice.
I feel the thrill to open up pandora’s box,
the one holding the key to your desires.
I just want to carry on walking,
Feeling the sun on my back,
Stepping over the edge.
Just.
I wish I’d put on better shoes,
Since the edge is long and slippery
And I keep looking down the abyss.
And while I stay still,
A fly sits on the tightrope.
Suddenly I start sneezing
And lose my balance.
I wish I’d told you earlier
How much I like
Walking over thin ice.
I just want to carry on walking,
Feeling the sun on my back.
Stepping over the edge.
Just.
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