Close to the Edge

There, there hey now!

What’s this I’m hearing about?

The butterfly flew into the ground

One too many nets around

And you go to him like a mosquito to skin

I see you wanna be so close to the edge

And you’re running you’re running

you’re running without your feet

You believe there’s a ground

If you step over and you fall down

But...there may not be

There there hey now,

What’s that your talking about?

Your cup runneth over and out

One too many cups around...

And you’re a mess, you wanna confess

I see you wanna be so close to the edge

And you’re running you’re running

you’re running without your feet

You believe there’s a ground

If you step over and you fall down

But there may not...

I wish there was something so profound

That I could say

You know it’s bad for you

But you still want to do it anyway

And you go to him like a mosquito to skin...

I see you wanna be so close to the edge

And you’re running you’re running

you’re running without your feet

You believe there’s a ground

If you step over and you fall down

But there may not be...