Lyrics

I saw a man on a tightrope he didn’t look afraid
Maybe it’s something he’s always done a game he’s always played
He held that pole so gently, his hands perfectly placed
His expression was so dreamlike looking off to space

Oh, what’s he doing up there?
Oh, what’s he doing up there?

I saw a man on a tightrope, he never looked down
He didn’t care that the crowd had grown far away on the ground
His head was still and he barely moved when he made a step
This was the day that he’d waited for, the one he won’t forget

Oh, what’s he doing up there?
Oh, what’s he doing up there?

He’s gonna fall
My kid is scared
What will you do?
This is the end
He’ll never reach the end
What will you do?
Who led him there?
What’s he doing there?
What will he do?
What’s he doing up there?

A crowd below had gathered, silently cheered him on
The air was still and humid, no one made a sound
I saw a man on a tightrope I couldn’t walk away
When my wife asks me what I did this is what I’ll say

Oh, what’s he doing up there?
Oh, what’s he doing up there?


Words and music by Kyle Ince and Brian Sharkey
© 2023 Psychic Artist Music/Tara-Anne Music (ASCAP)

Brian: Vocal; Kyle: Guitars and Vocal; Mark: Bass; Neil: Drums; Rami: Hammond Organ; Bob: Percussion; Doug: Guitar and Vocal; Jen: Vocal