Tight Rope Walkers on Stilts

Those are some tight rope walkers on stlits
Don't know where they go, don't know where the'll be
But I'll eventually see

(No one's coming here
No one's being here
Why am I standing here?
No one's being here
Why should I be here?)

The answer isn't clear
But why am I standing here right now?
Is it just me living in fear?
I guess we'll see from here

I'm on stilts, just like them
Fear is where it's at
Other than that, I'm not sure..
The ice is thin
Where have I been? I'm not sure...
(Take it away, Hands!)

Would you understand what's wrong with me? Maybeeeee!