We all live on the edge
But some of us live
More on the edge than others
The road goes straight
Until it bends
And home just waits
There at the end
The sky's the picture
We watch below
The sea sees more
The rocks just know
We think and look
We tire and sleep
The waves still move
The path's still steep
Life seems different
In this place up high
Living by the sea
Living by the sky
And the road is straight
Until it bends
There's beauty there
Right at the end
© Rachel Fox 2005
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