Catenary Wires

So I’m treading the slack-line

Those catenary wires

I’m in a gaze

They duck, they dive

Along the ebbing tides

One of these days your corpse

Will wash up on these shores

The blood stains the floorboards

The gun sits in my drawer

One of these days all hell

Will break loose once again

They’ll dig up the shipwreck

They'll chalk your silhouette

I have often fantasised

About the dark things I’d do

To someone who took your life

I’d have nothing to lose

One of these days your corpse

Will wash up on these shores

The blood stains the floorboards

The gun sits in my drawer

One of these days all hell

Will break loose once again

They’ll dig up the shipwreck

They'll chalk your silhouette