paroles de chanson Tightrope - Jon Guerra

Sometimes I feel like I'm walking
A tightrope from heaven to earth
Walk steady, walk straight
Don't grumble, don't be late
Get better, or you're going to get hurt

So I try to walk balanced and healthy
I say I'm fine, wobbles and all
But some things I can't fake
It's a curse I can't break
No, the tightrope's no match for the Fall
No, the tightrope's no match for the Fall

Teach me to fall in your direction
Teach me to hitch my heart to yours
Give me the mind to know the difference
Between the cart, the cargo, and horse

Teach me today I still need saving
Show me the measure of your grace
When I can't go on, teach me to climb
When I can't get up, teach me to rise
And when I fall, teach me to fly

You danced on the tightrope like nothing
Made all of the walkers look stiff
You forgave the sinner, and you condemned the winner
So they took that rope and hung you with it

But on the third day something happened
You rose up and looked for your friends
You told them you forgave them
And that you'd always be with them
And that falling is how you ascend
You said falling is how you ascend

Teach me to fall in your direction
Teach me to hitch my heart to yours
Give me the mind to know the difference
Between the cart, the cargo, and horse

Teach me today I still need saving
Teach me the measure of your grace
When I can't go on, teach me to climb
When I can't get up, teach me to rise
And when I fall, teach me to fly