Precipice

Standing on the precipice of man We're all doing the best that we can Love is the glue that holds me and you Everything else is a flash in the pan So don't judge eachother For what another has done Nothing is shocking Under the sun Someday we'll all reach out and grow For now, just stick to what you know I got a rock that can think for itself Made in the image of a flawed God I got a rock that can make anything Making the image of the image of the image of pain We get to hold it Together for a day Before the flood turns Our soil to clay Times are hard Times are strange I guess the only constant is change A mountain moves with a trembling blast Someone somewhere found faith at last A mushroom booms through my living room Something big is coming soon But man it was a time we had We swam these waters with a heart so glad Gold flowed through our tangled tree Now there ain't no light we can see