On the Edge of Everything

The mistake I've made has been cataloged in memory. This is the memorandum to the people that

stand of those who stand by me who hold their breath to see if I'll jump or just run to the

edge and take it all in, lose again and again till I rise one morning and win.

Or slip and fall to feel the wind as I recall all the love that's come and gone coupled

with the hate of all my wrongs. Such a bad idea. Cliff jumper. It's such a bad

idea. Cliff jumper. It's such a bad idea. On the edge of everything.

We're all watching. We're all watching.