I stand at the end of the edge of the world
From this height, I witness the birth of all life
And within this, I witness the birth of feeling,
And within this, I witness the coming of light
I stand at the end of the edge of the end
From this point so far down, I crane my neck to see
All that has been from the moment of birth
All that is now, and all that will be
I stand at the end of the edge of tomorrow
And from this level, I see nothing at all
From the view of my limits, my limited view
There is nothing to see but a wall
I stand at the end of the edge of my sanity
And from this, I can just grasp infinity
While my mind may crumble, I put it together,
Life. Death. Existence. The perfect trinity.
I lay at the end of the edge of my life
And from this point, I see nothing but sky
Because I grasped every straw that my fingers could grasp
I let nothing of meaning ever pass me by
I smile at the end of the edge of the end
As I lay there gazing once again
This time is my last for my last time has come,
So I laugh and I smile and I nod and I grin
At the end of the edge of the end where I lay
I close my eyes slowly and whisper goodbye
I caught within my fingers the strands of eternity
And for that, the world has let nothing pass me by
So as I fall off the end of the edge of the end
Into a fate I now know because of my win
I will sleep peacefully, knowing and smiling
And I smile because I know I will live once again
