Hyperballad

There's a beautiful view from the top of the mountain

Every morning I walk towards the edge

And throw little things off

Like car parts, bottles, and cutlery

Or whatever I find lying around

It's become a habit

A way to start the day

I go through all this before you wake up

So I can feel happier to be safe up here with you

I go through all this before you wake up

So I can feel happier to be safe up here with you

It's early morning, no one is awake

I'm back at my cliff, still throwing things off

I listen to the sounds they make on their way down

I follow with my eyes till they crash

I imagine what my body would sound like

Slamming against those rocks