Burned out and it's no good,
Head in the clouds I've got no room,
I was hoping that I'd have seen the light by now,
Before I end up coming down.
Come stand on the edge with me,
Do you feel the pull from beneath?
Will you turn around and run away for fear of the fall,
Or will you answer the void when it calls?
Skip a rock across the water,
It won't go on forever,
We all sink to the bottom sometimes along the way,
Before they lay us in the clay.
Come stand on the edge with me,
Do you feel the pull from beneath?
Will you turn around and run away for fear of the fall,
Or will you answer the void when it calls?
Come stand on the edge with me,
Do you feel the pull from beneath?
Will you turn around and run away for fear of the fall,
Or will you answer the void when it calls?