Текст песни
The city lights are blurred like ink on a page,
Another night, another act on this stage.
One foot is steady, the other is light,
Dancing on the border of the day and the night.
There's a comfort in the shadows, a sting in the glare,
I'm breathing in the silence of the cold midnight air.
To take a step forward or to retreat?
The gravity of choice is beneath my feet.
I'm standing on the edge, where the sky meets the ground,
In the hollow of the silence, I'm searching for sound.
Between the climb and the fall, between the sun and the rain,
A thin line of joy in a river of pain.
Will I stay? Will I go? Is it dark? Is it bright?
I'm just holding my breath on the edge of the light.
The summit is calling, but the valley is deep,
There are promises made that are harder to keep.
Happiness feels like a guest passing through,
While the sadness feels old, but the sadness feels true.
But I've learned that the view is best from the height,
Even if the wind tries to put out the light.
Every scar is a map of a mountain I've scaled,
Of the times that I conquered and the times that I failed.
It's not about the landing, it's about the flight,
It's about how you look at the outcome of the night.
I won't look down, I won't close my eyes,
This is the moment the soul learns to rise.
I'm standing on the edge, where the sky meets the ground,
In the hollow of the silence, I'm searching for sound.
Between the climb and the fall, between the sun and the rain,
A thin line of joy in a river of pain.
Will I stay? Will I go? Is it dark? Is it bright?
I'm just holding my breath on the edge of the light.
