Lletres: Saga. Cat Walk.

High up above like a cat clings to an icy roof
He keeps a slow pace, tight hold, anxious view
There's something ticking away inside that 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)

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 on a cat walk
He's got a cat walk
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