Doesn't it seem like we are on the edge of a cliff

Like letting go is falling into death

And all of us would like to lift ourselves up

But dropping and falling would be so easy

Hand loses grip

We fall

It's all over

That so easy?

Maybe we should try pulling ourselves up

I can't see what's at the top

Only the death waiting at the bottom

Let's charge into uncertainty

Because death really screws stuff up

And we know it anyway

Let's do what we can here and now

To make this damn world a better place

That's not so hard, now is it?

Of course not.

It's easy