Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Drafts) · Track 87 · middle
Ninety Feet Per Second, Squared (Philippe Petit)
Ninety Feet Per Second, Squared — Philippe Petit
Lyrics
[Verse 1] You looked at the tallest buildings in New York from a dentist's office in Paris in a magazine in the waiting room and the waiting room had the damp grey weight of a Tuesday afternoon that does not know it has just ended because the man in the chair has stopped needing his teeth fixed and started needing a wire. [Verse 2] You spent six years planning the walk. You forged a pass. You hid on the roof overnight with six hundred pounds of cable and a friend who shot an arrow across the gap with fishing line tied to the wire tied to the cable and the arrow crossed the gap between the towers the way a held note crosses the gap between two bars of silence and the cable followed and you followed the cable. [Chorus] You walked a quarter mile above the street for forty-five minutes back and forth eight times and you lay down on the wire and looked up at the sky and a seagull came and circled and the seagull did not know that the man on the wire was not supposed to be at seagull altitude and you grinned at the seagull because the two of you were the only ones in the city who were not afraid. [Verse 3] The police waited at both ends of the wire. You could see them from the middle. They looked like the kind of problem that only exists on solid ground and you were not on solid ground and the problem could wait. [Outro] The towers are gone now and the wire is gone now and the forty-five minutes you spent in the air between them is the only part of either building that is still exactly where you left it. ---