Cat walk de Saga

High up above
like a cat clings
to an icy root
he keeps a slow pace,
tight hold,
anxious view.
there's something ticking away
inside his head.
he's got to keep that vital distance
you can see it in his eyes
that glance across the shoulder

he's on a cat walk
he's got a cat walk
he's on a cat walk
he's got a cat walk
he's always on the far side of the street
never getting too close,
too near, might meet,
someone a little too close to himself
you can see it in his eyes
those eyes are getting older
you can see it in his eyes,
that glance across the shoulder