High To Low

You made your money hitting nails into their soles

You played the margins now you’re picking out the open goals

But moving silently along the risen ground

A narrow window opens - circumstances lost and found

But they’re watching

Looking out from streets below

And they’re planning

To take you down from High to Low

And now that pink smoke’s blowing out across the breeze

There’s a beast of burden here - he’s begging on his bended knees

And in the darkness they’re dressed bright as they can be

The hunter’s hunted now and face to face it’s you and he

And they’re dying

Trusted to a mirror’s glow

Distant mountains

Taken down from High to Low

But they’re watching

And they’re dying

But they’re watching

Looking out from streets below

And they’re planning

To take you down from High to Low