Past the Edge of Time

I could be a mother
I could be a trend
I think I’m a window
I could be misled
I could scream I love it
I could make it end
Sun just trying to make it
Back around again
I want to be different
I want to be true
I once saw an echo
Show me how to do it
I can set myself free inside you if I choose
I can inch toward gloom if I’m distant beside you
When I held my brother
Thought it was the end
Mama was relaxed
And I was calm again
Sky was opened up
And I saw all death is
Ecstasy of color
Absence of limit
Screaming infinity
Plane of joy sublime
You’ll always be an echo
Past the edge of time
I can set myself free inside you if I choose
I can inch toward gloom if I’m distant beside you