From high up above The beautiful lull The dangerous tug We get to feel small And after a glimpse Over the top The rest of the world Becomes a gift shop The pendulum swings

The beautiful lull, The dangerous tug We get to feel small From high up above And after a glimpse Over the top The rest of the world Becomes a gift shop The pendulum swings

Fear of time and missing links We all once were, oh, we all once were We people, we're dangerous things And I'll walk 'til my legs are broken A sheltered mind, a fear of rings Shave our heads strip our clothes Burn them books but the mind still grows