Parkour

hey mate, will you be able to handle the perils that threaten thrill seeking souls? will you be able to skid on the edge of chance? will you be able to capacitate yourself that all you said was concrete and solid? and that you did actually walk upon those words with honour until they broke them into pieces of shattered meaning. but all they demand of you is that you break the deadlock with charm and elegance. hey mate, you're beaten and down by law and still hold your head up high. but they'll take you when you're sleeping in bed at night, masters of the art of displacement. next you're playing chess in a court against yourself, talking about the weather. but you had your intentions, and your faith. you walked and jumped on top of their skyscrapers, and you did it with style and groove and you didn't bother to look down. but the law is ever above and now you are under, checkmate, talking things about the weather.