The Edges

Sing me past the edges love,
Sing your song for me
Sing me an epic of your life
Or sing a memory

Sing me past these crowding walls
Sing me past these haunted halls
Sing me where we cannot fall
Sing your song for me

You stand in footlights
I sit in shadow
Stage's edge the great divide
You sing your song
The gap seems narrowed
Yet remains both deep and wide
Lyric all that’s left to say
Music all the vent of pain
Love is lost - but fortune gained
We both have paid the price

If this stage was our battle field
I’d play the Queen of Hearts
I’d wear my own upon my shield
And when the contest starts
I’d lay my sword down at your feet
No heat of sheath
My soul beneath
And on the ground
My shield put down
And on it place my crown

Years they fly by... full... yet empty
Stars to guide by... are they true?
You and I each other passed by
Fate is fickle, Fate is cruel

Oh, if your eyes could see past mine
And read these gentle thoughts
Or if your ears could hear these words
I’d speak what my tongue cannot
I’d sing for you my own sweet song,
I’d whisper you my plea:
Oh, sing me past these edges love
Sing your song for me