Saturn Missiles - Balance

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm on top of everything,
Standing high above the center ring

Waving slowly,
Looking this way, that way
The lights so bright,
I can't see anything

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm on top of everything,
Stepping out onto
A piece of string

Moving forward,
Leaning this way, that way
And there's no net at all
If I should fall.

And there's no chance
Of turning back
And I don't want to come back down

And there's no chance
Of turning back
I'd never live it down
Standing back on the ground

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm on top of everything
Holding fast onto a flying swing

Pushing forward,
Pulling this way, that way
It's much harder than it seems

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm on top of everything,
And I wonder why I'm bothering

Moving forward,
Leaning this way, that way
And there's no net at all
To catch my fall

And there's no chance
Of turning back
And I don't want to come back down

And there's no chance
Of turning back
I'd never live it down
Standing back on the ground

Praying hands start to reach and wring,
Everybody wants to mean something to someone

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm on top of everything
Stepping out onto a piece of string

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm on top of everything
And it's higher than it seems.