When you're standing on the edge
The time is starting to stretch
You dont want to fall from it
But time is pushing you down from it
And then you hear the sound
The city sound of cars and cops
The time has lost you and you fell
Where you were standing flowers start to grow
The magic power of the overthrow that ends
After falling down the sky
You felt the push behind you
And you felt like flying high
On the edge you start to fly
On the edge you start to cry
On the edge you start to lie
On the edge ... of time and hope.