(Lyrics / Music--Richard Thompson) Published by Warlock Music Ltd.
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High up above the crowd
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the great Valerio is walking
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The rope seems hung from cloud to cloud
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and time stands still as he is walking
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His eye is steady on the target
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His foot is sure upon the rope
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Alone and peaceful as a mountain
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and certain as a mountain slope
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We falter at the sight
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We stumble in the mire
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Fools who think they see the light
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Prepare to balance on the wire
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But we learn to watch together
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and feed on what we see above
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until our hearts turn like the seasons
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and we are acrobats of love
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CHORUS:
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How we wonder, how we wonder, watching down below
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We would all be that great hero
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The Great Valerio
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So come all you upstart jugglers
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Are you really ready yet?
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Who will help the tightrope walker
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when soon he tumbles to the net?
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So come with me to see Valerio
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as he dances through the air
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I'm your friend until you use me
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and then be sure I won't be there
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The Great Valerio
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| The Fatima Mansions |
