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    The Streets- On the edge of a cliff



    I'm really okay, thanks
    there's nothing to witness
    I said as I looked back from the edge of a cliff
    The old man looking down lent over the ridge struck with a grin
    As if a blessing had hit him

    I slumped on the jut of the cliff
    Just leave me alone, this is none of your business
    I will, said the old man, but just one thing
    And what he said was so lovely it stunned me

    He said: I lay right there once at the edge of the rock
    I was ready to jump, I was ever so lost
    But this gentleman stopped and said something I never forgot

    For billions of years since the outset of time
    Every single one of your ancestors has survived
    Every single person on your mum and dad's side
    Successfully looked after and passed on to you life
    What are the chances of that, like?
    It comes to me once in a while
    And everywhere I tell folk it gets the best smile

    And then the old man walked away and out of sight
    Til the sound of him hiking turned to the sound of silence
    I just froze in a profound surprise and from down on my pride I found a smile to my eyes

    And for many days again I've been passing the same cliff
    And on many occasions I'd chance on the same thing

    Laying in the moss, in the same way I was would
    Be another man looking like he needed a change of luck

    So I'd say: I lay right there once at the edge of the rock
    I was ready to jump, I was ever so lost
    But this gentleman stopped and said something I never forgot

    <3
    2009-04-16 @ 22:59:33 Friidilinen och musik Permalink


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