Bill Gaunce
Tripwire
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Tripwire
2009 Bill Gaunce

Your stepping stones are made of ice
And melt behind you as you near
your ladder's rungs are made of fire
They'll burn you as you're crawling here

I guess you're getting everything
Your heart's desire
Always on the go, growing nearer, climbing higher
Closer to the tripwire

The golden ring that was out of reach
Is closer to your touch
All the things you couldn't live without
Don't seem like all that much

I guess you're getting everything
Your heart's desire
Always on the go, growing nearer, climbing higher
Closer to the tripwire

You didn't like to hear what your friends told you
So you traded them in for ones who won't conspire
You're closer to the tripwire

You're gonna find as you fall from grace
You were higher than you knew
And no one's gonna know your face
As they turn their backs on you

I guess you're getting everything
Your heart's desire
Always on the go, growin' nearer, climbing higher
Closer to the tripwire
Credits
Lyrics Credits: Bill Gaunce
Music Credits: Bill Gaunce
Producer Credits: Bill Gaunce
Performance Credits: Bill Gaunce
Metadata
Song Length: 3:23
Primary Genre: Rock-Roots/Rock n' Roll
Secondary Genre: -
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Language: English
Era: 1970 - 1979