Kimbra

I'm gonna dangle my feet over the wire
Despite your despair, I'm going over to the other side
There's a break in the clouds where the crimson collects
Anticipate my demise, the world's different from up here
[Hook]
Am I caught in the background, or part of the scene?
Misery in the comedown, when I come down from here
Are we tangled in each other or placed in between?
Like a stone or a stones throw away from falling
Am I just sketch in the landscape