I sit on life`s window.
I`m not afraid to slip off the ledge.
Don`t dry the tears from my pillow,
they don`t slip easy from my face.
Goodbye brothers and sisters,
my spirit will fly in your face.
I`m not afraid if everything`s over,
maybe the future`s in space...
So goodbye brothers and sisters,
don`t make me do it your way.
Don`t hinder me with your wisdom,
maybe the future`s in vain...
In vain.
