| Why is life so precious, when living is but shreds
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| Of joy and pain, of loss and gain, of torment and resent
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| Hanging on a cliff edge, we are clawing for a hold
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| The weak are pushed, the strong held back, the quiet cowed by the bold
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| More rain than sunshine, the warm outdoes the cold
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| Safety in numbers, but now we’re all alone
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| I’m stretching out my arms now, I’m yearning for your love
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| Mist is all around us now, dark shadows fly above
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| The cold can kill you, your body keeps me warm
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| We survey the view now, in the cold light of the dawn
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| Out on the cliff edge. |
| moss clings so easily
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| But now it’s not so easy for the likes of you and me |