I'm standing on the edge of time
I'm standing on a cliff staring to the ground
where does it take me, where will i go?
will the drop be fast or slow?
will i remember this moment in time?
or will it be a blurred out memory in my mind
no body knows whats beyond the horizon
no body knows what is beyond the sun
the sky is blue and the grass is green
but it might all be an illusion beyond a satellite screen
who controls my weight and the fall i take
is it a god or is it a matter of fate
the cliff is high and helps decide
you can either live it or commit suicide
its weird you see beauty from high above
but when you are down there you feel no love
no freedom and nobody holding your hand
so here i fly knowing death is where i'll land
in the beauty of suicide here i stand..
