The Acrobat

The child is an acrobat He walks upon the wire Knowing well that he might fall Still he climbs up higher If he should slip He will surely die And his body will break and his soul will fly Into the night where the spirits scream He will leave this world and become a dream My father was a sailor He lived upon the water Knowing well that he might drown He sailed beyond the harbor If he should fall He will surely die And his body will sink and his soul will fly Into the night where the spirits scream He will leave this world to become a dream He will leave this world to become a dream Nothing will change Time goes by and nothing will