at the bottom of the world
at the tip of the ice
on the edge of change
nothing is the same
at the top of the world
at the end of the sky
on the edge of change
nothing stays the same
wind and fire and rain and storm
changing now before us all
standing staring into dawn
waiting for the change to come
at the edge of the world
at the crest of the wave
on the edge of change
nothing feels the same
at the core of the world
at the root of it all
on the edge of change
nothing stays the same
wind and fire and rain and storm
changing now before us all
standing staring into dawn
waiting for the change to come

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