Thursday, August 28, 2008

Close To The Edge


Close To The Edge

I. The Solid Time Of Change

A seasoned witch could call you
from the depths of your disgrace,
And rearrange your liver
to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music
that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man
recorded losing all against the hour.
And assessing points to nowhere,
leading ev'ry single one.
A dewdrop can exalt us
like the music of the sun,
And take away the plain
in which we move,
And choose the course you're running.

Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge,
down by a river,
Not right away, not right away.

Crossed the line around
the changes of the summer,
Reaching out to call
the color of the sky.
Passed around a moment
clothed in mornings faster than we see.
Getting over all the time
I had to worry,
Leaving all the changes
far from far behind.
We relieve the tension only
to find out the master's name.

Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
Now that it's all over and done,
Now that you find, now that you're whole.

II. Total Mass Retain

My eyes convinced,
eclipsed with the younger moon
attained with love.
It changed as almost strained
amidst clear manna from above.
I crucified my hate
and held the word within my hand.
There's you,
the time,
the logic,
or the reasons we don't understand.

Sad courage claimed the victims
standing still for all to see,
As armoured movers took
approached to overlook the sea.
There since the cord,
the license,
or the reasons we understood will be.

Down at the edge, close by a river.
Close to the edge, round by the corner.
Close to the end, down by the corner.
Down at the edge, round by the river.

Sudden cold shouldn't take away
the startled memory.
All in all,
the journey takes you all the way.
As apart from any reality
that you've ever seen and known.
Guessing problems only
to deceive the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway
into the void.
As we cross from side to side,
we hear the total mass retain.

Down at the edge, round by the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.

III. I Get Up, I Get Down

In her white lace,
you could clearly see
the lady sadly looking.
Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion
of her own domain.
I get up,
I get down,
I get up,
I get down.

Two million people barely satisfy.
Two hundred women watch one woman cry,
too late.
The eyes of honesty can achieve.
(She would gladly say it amazement of her story)
How many millions do we deceive each day?
(Asking only interest could be
layed upon the children of her domain)
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.

In charge of who is there in charge of me.
(She could clearly see the lady sadly looking)
Do I look on blindly and say I see the way?
(Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain)
The truth is written all along the page.
(She would gladly say it amazement of her story)
How old will I be before I come of age for you?
(Asking only interest could be layed upon the children of her domain)
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.

IV. Seasons Of Man

The time between the notes
relates the color to the scenes.
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man,
so it seems.
And space between the focus shape
ascend knowledge of love.
As song and chance develop time,
lost social temp'rance rules above...ah, ah

Then according to the man
who showed his outstretched arm to space,
He turned around and pointed,
revealing all the human race.
I shook my head and smiled a whisper,
knowing all about the place.
On the hill we viewed
the silence of the valley,
Called to witness cycles
only of the past.
And we reach all this with movements
in between the said remark.

Close to the edge, down by a river.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Seasons will pass you by,
Now that it's all over and done,
Called to the seed, right to the sun.
Now that you find, now that you're whole.
Seasons will pass you by,
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up.


YES

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