At the edge of the night
There is darkness creeping in
 
And it holds us in fear 
In its spell
Far beyond there's a light
That can tame the darkest night
And it will as far as I
Can tell
And the secret and the short cut
It was always just a lie
There is only one conclusion
 
And it's right before your eyes
Time
I am flying, I am falling 
There's a world upon me now
It would help if I could just
Understand
It's the balance on a tight wire 
That can almost drive you mad
Like the difference in depression
 
Or maybe just profoundly sad 
Time
At the edge of the night
There is darkness creeping in
 
And it holds us in fear 
In its spell
Call the doctor, call the lawyer
Book the fastest outbound plane
Hold a sermon, take a survey
Does anybody know my name?
Check his heart rate - his condition 
He's now in the hands of time ...
Time
Copyright © 2004 by Karl Konrad Werne