The Things You See (when You Haven't Got Your

When I look at the edge

Oh it scares me.



Though I know I'll go,

always go back.



If there was somewhere to go,

my boat wasn't holed on the reef.



And my lack of belief

in the truth I am seeing...



To you I'll tie

my inner eye

which never, ever

ever lies.



Leave behind

to seek

and find

within

the things

you see.