Douwe Bob Judge, Jury & Executioner
As I walk along the line
I have no sense space and time where I'm going
And I see a mother with a child, the boy reminds me of myself
He still unknowing
I write my name across the sky my eyes are open wide and I can't see a thing
And I hear a thousand melodies and passing cars and shaking trees
I hear them dying
I'm traveling at the speed of light
I let you go so hold on tight
I'm just jury an executioner
And I'm a prisoner of my mind
I'm on top of a skyscraper
And it's on fire and so am I
I'm not afraid
And I will walk across the high wire
And dance as I desire
I'm traveling at the speed of light
I let you go so hold on tight
I'm just jury an executioner
And I'm a prisoner of my mind
Over heart
But heart over stone
I'm coming home
Ooh I'm coming home
