Swing Against the Gust

[Вступление] [Куплет 1] The motor locks; the platform bucks Wind hammers hard against the glass I clamp one hand around the brake The tower slides beneath my boots [Припев] Hold at twelve! i’m swinging wide! Brake by hand—keep me in line! Mark that pane! call out below! I’ve got the lock; don’t let me go! [Куплет 2] The cables sing; the west gust hits My bucket skids across the grate You shout the numbers through the storm I wrench the lever, teeth set tight [Припев] Hold at twelve! i’m swinging wide! Brake by hand—keep me in line! Mark that pane! call out below! I’ve got the lock; don’t let me go! [Брейкдаун] One hand—brake! One voice—call! Wind shoves hard! Don’t let it fall! [Guitar solo] [Припев] Hold at twelve! i’m swinging wide! Brake by hand—keep me in line! Mark that pane! call out below! I’ve got the lock; don’t let me go!