On the Edge

Sadly ~ What goes on in your mind?
Tell me what would I find
If I had you?
Badly ~ Tell me what do you feel?
Is there anything real?
What do I do?

From this point of view
You see lots of the country
So what you gonna do?
Can I put to you bluntly,
Where do you go from here?
You can leap or go crazy.
Is it coming clear?
Is it a little bit hazy?

Bleakly ~ With each dawning day
You've got nothing to say.
I think you've withdrawn.
Weakly ~ In the back of your eyes
Where the emptiness lies...
Tell me where have you gone?

From the corners of your dreams
From the echoes of your screams
Creeping out from the extremes

On this lofty peak
You might get a new perspective.
Beneath your cool mystique
Tell me what is your objective?
So what's your deepest fear?
Like some unsaid abstraction
I think the time is here
To take a little action

Out here in no man's land
Wondering what is the story
Stuck here in no man's land
Down here in purgatory

Every breath of atmosphere
Every whisper that you hear
From the cellar of your fear

From the darkest corridor
From behind a bolted door
Always coming back for more

© 2001 Butch Maxwell


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