There cuts a path of searing light
On the edges of our sight
At the point of total darkness
And the lights divine divide
A soul can let its shadow stretch
And land on either side --
And balanced on the precipice
Naked in the face of time
Our race within the wheel
As we hang beneath the heavens
Our hearts become the instruments
That knows its own flight
Who journeys the length of the light
Outside the pull of gravity
Within our careful reasoning
For the constant in the chaos
For the fulcrum in the void
There cuts a path of searing light
On the edges of our sight
At the point of total darkness
And the lights divine divide
A soul can let its shadow
Stretch and land on either side
That knows its own flight
Who journeys the length of the light
Are we drawn towards the source
So we stare into the emptiness
And fall beneath the weight
Fevered dance with fate --
That knows its own flight
Who journeys the length of the light