On the edge of something – exactly what, nobody knows
Whatever the future will bring, whichever way it goes
Depends on how we get there, the scope of our demands
Everything’s up in the air – wherever we might land

Welcome to the precipice

On the edge of something, and you can’t stand there for long
Hear the church bells ring, another homecoming song
As the state just pulled the rug, and left us to wonder why
As the mass graves are dug for the essential workers sentenced to die

On the edge of something, so many people say
Things have got to change now, they can’t stay this way
Whatever lies ahead, it can’t be the status quo
Dog-eat-dog is dead – long may it be so