I walked to the edge Stood over breaking ground to hear your voice As the earth gives out under My soul feels like a stone It feels like a star (as rilke might have said)
As I'm falling I feel your hands holding on to me As I'm falling You're holding on
He said the moon looked like the battered face Of jesus on the cross Then he laid me down I wrap this longing around me And wait for some sign of you My balance is gone
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