I wrote this song addressing my little brother, who is some kind of a guardian angel to me…
I am walking on a tight string
My arms are stretched aside
There is no security,
No safety net,
I'm an Acrobat.
I'm hanging between earth and sky, and a crazy wind
Step by step, I'm still keeping my balance
Whatever might happen,
Any little mistake,
I might fly.
I was always like this
Always to the extreme,
On the edge,
And you were always afraid for me
Maybe afraid that everyone will know
That there is no security,
No safety net,
I'm an Acrobat.
And whatever might happen,
Any little mistake,
I might fly.
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