Standing on a cliff with others,
close,
so close..............
so close to death.
Standing, staring at the sea,
staring,
glaring,
each one sharing,
our oul doubts and deep regrets.

Tales of how we crash and burn,
staring at a dying sun.
Lessons learned,
lessons shared.
Remember someone always cares.
You may never know their name,
but every single soul shares shame.

Shame about the way we live,
how we find it hard to give
A high horse, seems to sit so well
with this world, the ones who tell.
Tell us how to live our lives,
trying to dictate your mind.

Trying to dictate your mind,
the blind men,
leading on the blind.