I was hanging on by a little thread Just minutes before I was on a mountain I screamed "I can see all." The ground broke from the sound It was all built on nothing And the pretty lights down below Begged me to just let go To let myself be condemned To start again I opened up my aching hands I went down like an avalanche I tool with me the things I found I used them to help slow me down And start again Caution: The solid ground that you Are on will slide from under you