Carptree Tilting The Scales
Shot down
Head first
This is all I’m falling through the air
I used to be a funny kite
I used to make the glow
Inside the belly of the cloud
The skyline ablaze
Framed by the dots of the stars I set alight
From your point of view
I would be upside down
A puppet on a string
I would fly free and you would lead
It’s just what we need
The tension between us is just what makes this work
Shot down
Head first
This is all I’m falling through the air
A careless word to tip the scales
Ooh…
One word is just about enough
Ah…
It was the mutuality
The closeness and the distance
Was the consistency of things
You held me down
And on the other hand i did hold you up
It was a surprise
The balance and the harmony
So easily destroyed
One word is just about enough
To tilt the scales (to tilt the scales)
To mess it up
I saw it coming and I could not do a thing
Shot down
Head first
This is all I’m falling through the air
Tumbling trough the ai
