The Edge

Walk to the edge
And then looking out
Do you still see a future
Over the clouds
And out past the sun
Where skies are even bluer

All that we know
Still cannot prepare
For what's to come hereafter
Instead of a plan
We sit and we fight
Running the clock out faster

Still we can dream
Of what lies beyond
This broken style of living
Pause for an hour
Forget who we are
And let the light consume



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Wenglinski
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