David Meulen Down
Climbing high, overlooking life
A Persian rug sprawled across the sky
The bruised horizon helping you let go
Allowing you to know all there is to know
Fall away, fall away into space
Supermoon rising below with grace
Facing down, facing down like a card
Feeling the moving energy and warmth
Back to being tied down, back to being
Back to being tied down, back to being
Turn around, see whose in the shadows
Designer lady with beauty from death row
With a smile and a laugh
A scar or two on her arm
She wears it like a charm
Wears it like a charm
Back to being tied down, back to being
Back to being tied down, back to being
Waiting, waiting, ah
Hiding, hiding
Sharing, sharing, oh
Leaving, leaving
Moving, moving, ah
Hiding, hiding
Changing, changing, oh
Leaving, leaving, oh
