Ticking clocks and waves on sand
Edge of the world but hand in hand
Breathing dull but heart beats loud
We've reached the end of something now
Unlucky answers to long drawn words
Lapping waves that no-one heard
Fires started from sparks that flew
We're here on the edge of something new
So take five steps into the thick black lake
Let's get soaked and wet up to our waste
We'll climb the whole world and the growth of dead leaves
But I will not do it, unless you're with me
