Halfway

Steve Kilbey and Martin Kennedy

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Lyrics (unofficial)

You walk the tightrope
You juggle the past
The stuff that you cleverly arranged
Was never gonna last

You burn the candle
You fan the flames
It's gotta be nice to put faces
To all the names

When you come down to earth
I will meet you halfway
When you come back to life
I will meet you halfway

You whisper a prayer
You spit out a curse
The books and the films and the dogma
In which you're immersed

You walk the tightrope
You soar and you fall
You leave no memory or trace
It's like you never were here at all (at all, at all, at all...)

When you get out of bed
I will meet you halfway
When you rise from the tomb
I will meet you halfway
When you come down to earth
I will meet you halfway (I meet you halfway)
When you come back to life (meet you halfway)
I will meet you halfway (meet you halfway)