Precarious

There's a land of the living
And a land of the dead
Love is the bridge
Brother Juniper said
At San Luis Rey
A span strong and fine
Fell to the depths
From gravity and time

Is there a meaning
A wind to carry us
As we walk the ledge
Precarious

In any moment
Balance can be lost
As we approach the edge
Precarious

When I was a young man
Strong against the tide
I didn't sense the danger
I cast it all aside
Now I'm old
Made my mis-steps
I'd do it again
With no regret

Is there a meaning
A wind to carry us
As we approach the ledge
Precarious

In any moment
Balance can be lost
As we approach the edge
Precarious

Precarious
Precarious
Precarious
Precarious
Precarious
Precarious
Precarious
There's a land of the living
And a land of the dead
Love is the bridge
Brother Juniper said



Credits
Writer(s): David William Meredith, Marc Moss
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