Standing on the edge of the best or the rest of my time

Waiting for a murmur or a hint of a sign

Tears will come before the end

But I’ll try minimise the surprise, the consequences unseen

That I know are real waiting round the corner with a weight I can feel

It seems from here that the way is clear but what is hidden? You know what I fear

Sure feet but no direction; no lights no lines at the intersection

I have what it takes to illuminate but I cannot understate the height of the stakes

Or underestimate the effort you make

So I will find my own way each day and no matter what they may say the best is ahead

Anticipation’s all we know

And it’s building up, I’m ready to explode

So we have to make the most of this season

‘cause the winds can change without reason

No time to rest or take it slow

I don’t wanna grow old without something to show

So tell me what you think and what you see

‘cause I believe that we’ve already been freed

With everything that we need

With every motion and scheme

With every notion of the things that we might do to succeed -

But fate or chance could yet intervene

Still, in the face of it all

We can never lose sight

Of how our lives are endowed

Soaked in perennial light

And when I look down at the firm ground and my surrounds, there is hope something will grow; we will grow

Standing on the edge of a precipice hoping for the best as I guess at the way to proceed

So many paths, so little idea of a normal life and a wasted dream

But fall or flight, be in it for life –

Whatever comes I will cherish the ride and sing

Into the sky if nobody will listen

I will find my own way each day and no matter what they may say the best is ahead