A silent river flowing black,
Strange attractors, no turning back,
Present danger i recall,
That pins my senses to the wall,
Back from the edge,
Where the darkness has fled,
And I'm swimming in light,
And I'm falling, falling from the edge,
Back from the edge,
I fell from grace, and that's a fact,
I still have urges, i fight back,
Cold decisions wear me thin,
Kill yourself, begin again,
Back from the edge,
Where your not worth a damn,
Throw yourself into light,
And the rush as you spin from the edge,
Back from the edge,
Now and then i wonder where,
The faces from childhood have gone,
Like father, like son,
In your bones it lives on,
Glowing shadow.
Back from the edge....
