To the ledge, I pledge everything
I see and breathe
autonomy is cold
I bundle up

theres an edge thats confronting me
with apathy
and nowhere else to go
guess i'm the end

theres a world resting under me
I've only seen
enough to gander up
in search of higher ground

someday soon it will crumble
and in the rubble
there will rest a better place
a stronger face