hyperballad

We live on a mountain
Right at the top
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

Björk