There’s a cliff You’re standing on it Saw that image many times in my head It was always sundown And salt was in the air
Tried to take your hand You let me briefly I squeezed it gently, smiled at you You gave me a glance There was nothing in it And you let go off my hand.
Edge being so so close, I slipped Tried to grab your hand But you weren’t seeing me There was a new hand in yours And you pushed me away.
Falling down, I didn’t fight Knew it was over And the dark wasteness waiting below Took a deep breath, blinked And salt was in the air