Seventeen

we watch the land 
  and imagine our bodies buried within 
  all the blurring green 
  imagine our bodies hovering 

  we're always on the edge 
  we're always on the edge of something bigger than this. 

  said: i ain't married yet, 
  not some marionnette, 
  i cut my strings and i went wandering 

  between two poles 
  one was dirt and the other was gold 
  they push and pull 
  if one is evil is the other one good? 
  is it good? 
  cause we're always on the edge 
  we're always on the edge of something bigger than this 
  cause we're always on the edge 
  we're always on the edge of some impossible trick 

  i spit my piece 
  the words are sweet 
  but they hardly speak 
  so i shut my teeth and i won't say anything 

  i'm losing you.  i can see it. 
  i'm losing you.  i can see it. 
  i can see it.  i can see through.  the thin skin's moving.  i can see through it. 

  like a loose balloon, i am lost and loving the view