Once more on the brink of the unknown I stand afraid,
content to watch eternity from a stationary moment
clinging to the warmth of here and now,
helplessly slipping into the darkness of tomorrow

Sometimes the silence finds me here
Sometimes I find the peace I seek
Sometimes my youth comes home to rest
Sometimes the fairy tales return

Once more on the brink of the unknown I stand afraid,
a complacent warrior frozen by uncertainty
unable to accept what lies beyond his failing grasp
with the hope of a promise unfulfilled

Sometimes lost laughter beckons me
Sometimes I remember innocence
Sometimes a joy reveals my heart
Sometimes the man is not as broken as he thinks