The Acrobat

[Verse]
A drop at his heels, but no shiver in his back
He takes a deep breath and he flies
Over the crowd with knuckles of Ice
Everyone gasps in surprise
He swings a great arc to the apex
If Newton were here, he’d be perplexed by

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The Acrobat
The Acrobat

[Verse]
Three flips, and then he grips the trapeze
Whilst one hand appears to be waving
He throws his head backwards and hangs by his knees
Not one bead of sweat is hе breaking
In one breath, hе flies like a comet
With eyes closed, I shout “has he caught it?”

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The Acrobat
The Acrobat

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So in the between times, when sleep half arrives
The Acrobat swings in my mind’s eye
The troubles that weigh on me at such a time
He easily does defy
Where troubles abound, in their places
Sit hundreds of mesmerised faces

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The Acrobat
The Acrobat
The Acrobat