Word Thingys: Salome Strangelove
Never stood so high in all your life
Take a deep breath; don’t look down
Fingers to your toes then a straight jackknife
Don’t make a wake; try not to drown
This is just the trust before the fall
The hardest step there is to take
The moment when you risk it all
Taste the sweet or bite the ache
There’s no turning back; you’ve heard the call
This is the trust before the fall
A crooked smile and a lilting voice
Sway across the crowded floor
Time to take the chance and make a choice
Embrace the dance or find the door
This is just the trust before the fall
The hardest step there is to take
The moment when you risk it all
Taste the sweet or bite the ache
There’s no turning back; you’ve heard the call
This is the trust before the fall
Might break and bend and still wind up with none
Fly too fast and end up too close to the sun
Opportunity it hits and then it runs
Chews right through you like a Gatling gun
But you’re not — have never been the only one
This is just the trust before the fall
The hardest step there is to take
The moment when you risk it all
Taste the sweet or bite the ache
There’s no turning back; you’ve heard the call
This is the trust before the fall