Besedila: Mia Doi Todd. Strawberries.

Walking the tightrope
Now no consequences
Walking the tightrope
Numb and defenceless

I knocked on your door
And you answered quite quickly
Said I could not come in
But we could walk around the garden together
Arm in arm, enjoying the weather
And inspecting the crops
Green beans in profusion, long and straight
Burdering the wine like weeping willow
Ripe red tomatoes, soft and sweet
Perched upon their furry stalk
Begging you to pluck
Crisp cucumbers proud bell peppers
Radiating eighteen shades of life

Life life life life
Life life life life life

Life life life life
Life life life life life

One green plastic basket of extra large
Extra sweet, extra well-fed strawberries
We ate them one by one 'til there was just one left
The largest, sweetest, extra fancy
And then we alternated bite by bite until it was all gone
Then it was all gone
All gone

Walking the tightrope
Now no consequences
Walking the tightrope
Numb and defenceless

Can you spare any change for me tonight ?
I need something to eat, somewhere to sleep tonight
Can you spare any change for me tonight ?
I need something to hold, something to hold me tonight
Can you spare any change for me tonight ?
I need someone to love, someone to love me tonight

Life life life life
Life life life life life

Life life life life
Life life life life life

Walking the tightrope