Come to the edge,
we can''t we are afraid
Come to the edge,
we can''t we will fall
Come to the edge,
and they came
...and he pushed them
...and they flew
There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry
Life is Like An Hourglass ...
Eventually,
Everything Hits
The Bottom
And
All You Have To
Do Is Wait It Out
Until
Someone Comes Along
&
Turns It Round ...
Life Is Not A Matter Of Milestone,
But Of Moments ...
